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I love Hailey and what we have works. Shes's beautiful, she's smart, she's a great mother, and she's heads above what I ever thought I could see in myself.
— Jonathan Tropper, How to Talk to a Widower
Happiness, she would explain, was when a person felt good, light, creative, content, loving and loved, and free. An unhappy person felt as if there were barriers crushing her desires and the talents she had inside. A happy woman was one who could exercise all kinds of rights, from the right to move to the right to create, compete, and challenge, and at the same time could be loved for doing so. Part of happiness was to be loved by a man who enjoyed your strength and was proud of your talents. Happiness was also about the right to privacy, the right to retreat from the company of others and plunge into contemplative solitude. Or sit by yourself doing nothing for a whole day, and not give excuses or feel guilty about it either. Happiness was to be with loved ones, and yet still feel that you existed as a separate being, that ou were not just there to make them happy. Happiness was when there was a balance between what you gave and what you took.
— Fatema Mernissi, Dreams Of Trespass: Tales Of A Harem Girlhood
If you honour your mother, the Mother of the Universe will guard you against harm.
— Sathya Sai Baba
What’s wrong with him?”“Nothing. He’s just. . just. .” “Just what?”“A peacemaker.” And she’d dropped her voice to a whisper. “What would I do with a peacemaker?” “The same thing I did with a whore.
— G.A. Aiken, Supernatural
But then, I knew so little about my mother over the last decade of her life. I had been too wrapped up in my own drama.
— Mitch Albom, For One More Day
I've spoken of the patient Peter who was obsessively forced to make conquests with women, to seduce and then to abandon them, until he was at last able to experience how he himself had repeatedly been abandoned by his mother.
— Alice  Miller, The Drama of the Gifted Child: The Search for the True Self
Going back to something is harder than you think."I don't suppose I could have broken my mother's heart any more if I tried.
— Mitch Albom, For One More Day
What does it say?" asked my lord."It says, `Good-night, God keep you all the night!'--just what she used to say when we were together. Every night she used to say that to me, and every morning she said, `God bless you all the day!' So you see I am quite safe all the time----
— Frances Hodgson Burnett, Little Lord Fauntleroy
There was a pause as Leopardstar strained to take a breath, and Mistyfoot half rose, ready to call for help. Then Leopardstar relaxed again. "I am sorry not to have known the joy of having kits. There was a time when I thought it might happen, but it was not to be." Her words faded away as though she was picturing something she had dreamed of long ago. "Perhaps it was for the best. But I would have been proud to call you my daughter, Mistyfoot.
— Erin Hunter, Mistystar's Omen
Happy Mother's day .... Its mothering Sunday in England and I just wanted to take a min to honor all the mothers out there, Well done. It doesn't matter if you doing it alone, or you have some one the fact is you still there still trying so hats off to you .. Happy mothers day also to the dads who play both the role of mom and dad to their children. You too are just as amazing.
— miss Gath
Mother said to me that the angels must have been watching over me when I found you, and that's the way I feel.
— Glenda Helms, Letters Home: The Story of an Air Force Wife
No one is blessed to love more than one to the peak level except mother!
— Nelson Jack
Daughter follows mother in actions and habits and some times also follows her granny.
— Tayyab Nawaz Sulehri
I’m a MAMA! I’ve got REACTIONS & REFLEXES faster than any speeding bullet! HUGS & KISSES more POWERFUL than any drug! EYES in the back of my head! The amazing ABILITY to find stuff out to protect what I LOVE!And the STRENGTH to carry the weight of the world on my shoulders to keep my children safe from harm!
— Tanya Masse
It was then I saw thy mother, and loved her, and took her away in my secret heart.
— Ben-Hur: A Tale of the Christ
Mom is my best friend not because she is my mom, but because-She is the one who understand me without my saying,She is the one who can read my eyes,she is the one who can read my painful heart,She is the one who can give love without any return,She is the one who never leave my hand no matter how much i fight with her,She is the one who never complains for anything you do to her,She is the one with whom i can share everything without fear,She is my best guide,She fight for me when i am innocent,She trust me when others don't,This is why She is the one who is my Best Friend. Love you mom...
— Debolina Bhawal
Chip, I know you don't understand this, but I'd take it as a personal favor if you'd stop trying to marry your mother off to my brothers.
— Susan Elizabeth Phillips, Dream a Little Dream
She made you smile.”“Aye. Rhiannon always makes me smile.”Shalin dropped her head against her son’s chest. “Dark gods, I’ve lost you forever.”Bercelak rolled his eyes. “I think, Mother, that’s a tad extreme.
— G.A. Aiken, Dragon Actually
You ask me if you can eat dinner in your room, but you don’task me if you can torture Éibhear to take you flying?”Truly perplexed, Izzy asked softly, “Why would I ask you that?
— G.A. Aiken, About a Dragon
She hadn’t seen gold since she’d lastbeen to her father’s home, when she would sneak off to meet him.Smiling at the brief memory of, as her mother called him, “the onewho gave me the seed which allowed for your presence.
— G.A. Aiken, About a Dragon
a mother who loses her child can no longer believe in God
— Victor Hugo, The Hunchback of Notre-Dame
There are many things for which I owe gratitude to my dad. Most of all, I am grateful to the only man who could love my mother more than me.
— Ron Mayes, Sherrod's Legacy: Reflections of Sherrod Mayes and His Descendants
All mothers are rivers and all rivers, mothers.
— Aporva Kala, Life... Love... Kumbh...
Not setting the 'proper and accepted' religious example for them conjured up images of the bad mother, the worst mother. Yet wouldn't the example of a mother being true to her journey, taking a stand against patriarchy, and questing for spiritual meaning and wholeness, even when it meant exiting circles of orthodoxy, be a worthwhile example?
— Sue Monk Kidd, The Dance of the Dissident Daughter
The strongest shoulders are not the well-built shoulders of a weight lifter who carries iron dumbbells, but they are of a mother’s weak shoulders which carry three children!
— Mehmet Murat ildan
I BELIEVE IN LOVE <3 AT FIRST SIGHT BECAUSE I M LOVING MY MOM SINCE I OPENED MY EYES
— Aditya Mahajan
She was my mother and she would not leave me. This I had simply accepted and expected. I had no more thanked her for it than i did the sun for shining on me.
— Khaled Hosseini, And the Mountains Echoed
She was perfect. I knew this the moment she emerged from my body, white and wet and wailing. Beyond the requisite ten fingers and ten toes, the beating heart, the lungs inhaling and exhaling oxygen, my daughter knew how to scream. She knew how to make herself heard. She knew how to reach out and latch on. She knew what she needed to do to survive. I didn’t know how it was possible that such perfection could have developed within a body as flawed as my own, but when I looked into her face, I saw that it clearly was.
— Vanessa Diffenbaugh, The Language of Flowers
Who is this woman, and what has she done with my ever worrying mother?
— Shannon Messenger, Let the Sky Fall
She ran into the bathroom and powdered her face and the front of her dress, drew a surrealistic version of a mouth beneath her nose, and dashed into her bedroom to find a coat.
— John Kennedy Toole, A Confederacy of Dunces
Mom is my best friend not because she is my mom, but because-She is the one who understand me without my saying,She is the one who can read my eyes,she is the one who can read my painful heart,She is the one who can give love without any return,She is the one who never leave my hand no matter how much i fight with her,She is the one who never complains for anything you do to her,She is the one with whom i can share everything without fear,She is my best guide,She fight for me when i am innocent,She trust me who others don't,This is why She is the one who is my Best Friend. Love you mom...
— Debolina Bhawal
Did I come into this world thru the womb of my mother the earth just so I could talk and write like everybody else?
— Jack Kerouac, Vanity of Duluoz: An Adventurous Education, 1935-46
There is No Greater Satisfaction God greater then mother.
— Suraj Dahal
lov3 mOthEr coz shE is onE givE time 2 mother coz shE is onE don,t waste timE wid girlz becoZ they r many :) mom <3
— Muhammad Jawad
She must love me, to worry about me. She must still be capable of love.
— Veronica Roth, Allegiant
remember this: When you cross my doorstep, you have already been raised. With what you have learned...you know the difference between right and wrong. Do right. Don't anybody raise you from the way you have been raised. Know you will have to make adaptations, in love, in relationships, in friends, in society, in work, but don't let anybody change your mind.
— Maya Angelou, Mom & Me & Mom
People who lost their mother should be careful about committing crime, because probably no one else is praying to save you.
— Amit Kalantri
I could say it all began with my mother.
— Shannon Celebi
All remember about my mother," Nibs told them, "is that she often said to my father, 'Oh, how I wish I had a cheque-book of my own!' I don't know what a cheque-book is, but I should just love to give my mother one.
— J.M. Barrie, Peter Pan
Come on, let’s go meet the guy who thinks he’s my better half . And dear God, I apologize ahead of time if he starts talking to you about how many eight-point bucks he’s planning to hunt this weekend.
— J. Lynn
Ben had never seen his mother cry before, and it startled him, so he didn't ask again. Right afterward she'd put on her favorite record and played a mysterious song called "Space Oddity," about an astronaut named Major Tom who gets lost in space. She used to listen to the song over and over again. With her eyes closed, she'd place the palm of her hand against the fabric of the speaker, so she could feel it vibrate against her skin.
— Brian Selznick, Wonderstruck
My mother is a poem that I could never write for she deserves multitudes
—  all of praise.
Say goodbye to your mom.”Scottie pauses, then keeps going.“Scottie.”“Bye!” she yells.I grab her arm. I could yell at her for wanting to leave, but I don’t. She pulls her arm out of my grasp. I look up to see if anyone is watching us, because I don’t think you’re supposed to aggressively hold children these days. Gone are the days of spanking, threats, and sugar. Now there are therapy, antidepressants, and Splenda.
— Kaui Hart Hemmings, The Descendants
Mum always says the right thing. She always makes everything better.
— Sophie Kinsella, Mini Shopaholic
His mother stood before him like a monument. He saw her great outline through the blur of his weakness and his passion. She made no movement at all.
— Mervyn Peake, Gormenghast
You have not achieved anything in life if you have not enjoyed the food made by your mom..
— Himmilicious
The First Anchor in the moment of darkness The First hand in the path of love and brightnessThe Hand that held you strong to overcome fearsThe Hand that wiped away all your painful tears
— Aruna Nandigama, Sensations of Solitude: Silent Song of Soul
My mother showed her gratitude for her life in exile by alluding to India’s modernity: the expansive railway network; the Bollywood movies she came to love for their tumultuous stories which ultimately conceded to the cardinal guidelines she held in her own life- love, family and duty. Still, it was Tibet’s antiquity that anchored her in exile. It was phayul she longed for when her skin was scorched by the summer heat of India’s plains. When she drank milk she compared it to the milk of her childhood for such sweetness and creaminess was not easily forgotten, and when she felt nauseous riding the buses that weaved their way around curvaceous mountain roads she spoke of the horses she had loved to ride.
— Tsering Wangmo Dhompa, A Home in Tibet
When I was a kid, I used think that my mother has some kind of magic in her hands because the same food eaten by her hands, tasted different.And now when I am grown up.. I am sure.. she has some magic in her hands..
— Himmilicious
Sometimes when Anna is talking to Louise she sees words coming out of her mouth like fistfuls of stones. But she doesn't intend to spew stones
—  it's simply the only way Anna knows how to takl to her mother.
I don’t know how long we stand there holding each other. It could be ten minutes, an hour, or a day. All I know is that when I finally let go, I can breathe. I can rest. I can live knowing that my baby girl is happy. Knowing that she felt my love.
— Cassia Leo, Bring Me Home
A mother isn’t the person who births you
—  it’s the person who rears you and shows you love.
My mother says I'm crazy, I'm not crazy, I just have a different way of looking at things.
— James Kidd
Catelyn wanted to run to him, to kiss his sweet brow, to wrap him in her arms so tightly that he would never come to harm....
— George R.R. Martin, A Game of Thrones
Listen kid, it’s just you and me now, so let’s help each other out. Always be honest with me, and show me how to be the mother and father I never had. I’ll make a mess of things sometimes, and I’m sorry in advance, but I’ll try. My word is bond.
— Raquel Cepeda, Bird of Paradise: How I Became Latina
You just stood up to your mother.... I should think now you could take on the world.
— Elizabeth Strout, Abide with Me
What a joke, coming from a woman who worked for the fashion industry. Really. Starving yourself to fit into a size zero — why did that size even exist? Zero referred to the absence of something, but what did it mean in terms of a model's measurements? Her fat? Or her presence? How much could you cut away before the person herself vanished? It was hypocritical, that's what it was. I said as much, adding, “If you're so keen on me being healthy then you should have no problem accepting me for the way I am. That's what's healthy, Mom. Not being focused on all this freaky weight-loss stuff.
— Nenia Campbell, Cloak and Dagger
Up the narrow stairs and into the kitchen. Rosie's mother looked around and made a face as if to indicate that it did not meet her standards of hygiene, containing as it did, edible foodstuffs. "Coffee? Water?" Don't say wax fruit. "Wax fruit?" Damn.
— Neil Gaiman, Anansi Boys
As a child, my mother told me not to talk to strangers. I did my best to obey. She hadn’t realized that everyone is a stranger to the part of us that makes us who we truly are. The part of us that prays for the rest in ways we cannot comprehend. In a sense, we are our own monsters, lying in wait under our own beds--our own angels and demons. The lives we lead will judge us. This is as natural as the sun rising and setting, something that happens whether or not we’re alive.
— Christopher Hawke
Rosies mother was a highly strung bundle of barely thought-through prejudices, worries and feuds.
— Neil Gaiman, Anansi Boys
Oh, that boy is in so much trouble.' Exie screeches out of the parking lot as if Jerran can hear her.
— Jennifer Loren, The Devil's Eyes
Motherhood is precious.Value it responsibly or don't be
— Sreeja Pai
I knew my mother's limitations because they formed the marrow of my bones.
— Alice Sebold, The Almost Moon
I could no longer remember the way my mother's eyes looked before the slowing. Had they always been so red around the edges? Surely, those pockets of gray beneath her lower lashes were new. She still wasn't sleeping well, but perhaps what I was seeing was just age, a gradual shift that I'd failed to register. I sometimes felt the urge to study recent photographs of her in order to locate the exact point in time when she had come to look so weary.
— Karen Thompson Walker, The Age of Miracles
No, Karl, not now. Take it easy. It’s our happy day.”Poul-Erik’s MotherThe Informer by Steen Langstrup
— Steen Langstrup, The Informer
Two brothers. Two different worlds. Different mothers, of course. Did that explain it? Women usually explained everything.
— Margaret Way, A Lesson in Loving
Gone are the days when girls used to cook like their mothers and boys used to dress like their fathers. Now girls drink like their fathers and boys dress like their mothers.
— Habeeb Akande
Sam and Caine were left standing side by side, bruised and battered, to stare over Penny's sickening corpse, at the face of their mother.
— Michael  Grant, Fear
Your mother holds you skin on skin and when you enter this world, feeds you with her own body; skin on skin. Your father runs his fingers over your tear stained cheek, presses his lips to your forehead; skin on skin. You make love, skin on skin with a man you love, a beautiful man. And then, if you’re lucky your own baby will enter this world and you’ll hold her skin on skin, feed her with your body skin on skin. It’s a magical thing.
— Madeline Sheehan, Undeniable
And you, Mom. I loved you. You've asked if i felt and understood that you loved me. of course I did. And you know this. I loved your love because it kept me safe and happy and wanted, and it existed beyond words and hugs and eyes.
— Lisa Genova, Love Anthony
Mother was,' June thought, 'a beautiful little ornament that was damaged.' Her broken edges cut her daughters in ways both emotional and physical, and only sharpened with age.
— Karen Abbott, American Rose: A Nation Laid Bare: The Life and Times of Gypsy Rose Lee
When you create a soul, plant the seeds of love with your thoughts, words, and actions . The soul flourishes among the flow-ers of love.
— Revathi Sankaran
To see her, amid all of it. To see that contentment and beauty were not unattainable things.
— Khaled Hosseini, A Thousand Splendid Suns
Motherhood is when eating chicken soup
—  the kids get the chicken and you get the soup and you would still feel happily stuffed.
I have a word to say to my sisters. When I reflect upon the duties and responsibilities devolving upon our mothers and sisters, and the influence they wield, I look upon them as the mainspring and soul of our being here. It is true that man is first. Father Adam was placed here as king of the earth, to bring it into subjection. But when Mother Eve came she had a splendid influence over him. A great many have thought it was not very good; I think it was excellent" (Discourses of Brigham Young, p. 199).).
— Brigham Young, The Best of Women's Conference: Selected Talks from 25 Years of Women's Conference
Her mother was by turns tender and pathetic and terrifying, broken in a way that no one, in that time or place, had any idea how to fix.
— Karen Abbott, American Rose: A Nation Laid Bare: The Life and Times of Gypsy Rose Lee
At least it would have been perfect, if it wasn't for my mother.
— Heather     James, Fire
Even her pink bunny slippers seem to prick up their ears.
— Sally  Harris, Diary of a Penguin-napper
Final DispositionOthers divided closets full of mother's things.From the earth, I took her poppies.I wanted those fandango foldsof red and black chiffon she doted on,loving the wild and Moorish music of them,coating her tongue with the thin skinof their crimson petals.Snapping her fingers, flamenco dancer,she'd mock the clack of castanetsin answer to their gypsy cadence.She would crouch toward the flounce of flowers,twirl, stamp her foot, then kick it outas if to lift the ruffles, scarletalong the hemline of her yard.And so, I dug up, soil and all,the thistle-toothed and gray-green clumpsof leaves, the testicle seedpods and hairy stemsboth out of season, to transplant them in my less-exotic garden. There, they bloomher blood's abandon, year after year,roots holding, their poppy heads noddinga carefree, opium-ecstatic, possibly forever sleep.
— Jane Glazer
I would consider all women as my mother but not all girls as my sisters.
— M.F. Moonzajer
I couldn't be certain whether their eagerness to leave was fueled by their desire to see more fire or to get away from my mother. I wouldn't have blamed them at all if it was the latter - most people went to great lengths to avoid her on a regular basis, myself and my father included.
— Heather     James, Fire
Every problem has a solution. You may not see it in front of you, but, sooner or later, a solution will appear before your eyes.
— Ubaldina M. Gibbs
Don’t even talk to me about being a mother. You were never a mother! Just the psychotic twat I lived with for the first fourteen years.
— Brandon Shire, The Value of Rain
I want to go back to the tell-me-again times when I slept in her bed and we were everything together. When I was everything to her. Everything she needed.
— Erica Lorraine Scheidt, Uses for Boys
Every woman is a gift when she becomes a daughter, Every woman is beautiful when she becomes a lover, Every woman is special when she becomes a wife, Every woman is a god when she becomes a Mother
— Vivek Thangaswamy
Do you know, Mother, that Haj Salem was buried alive in his home? Does he tell you stories in heaven now? I wish I had had a chance to meet him. To see his toothless grin and touch his leathery skin. To beg him, as you did in your youth, for a story from our Palestine. He was over one hundred years old, Mother. To have lived so long, only to be crushed to death by a bulldozer. Is this what it means to be Palestinian?
— Susan Abulhawa, Mornings in Jenin
Pudge/Colonel: "I am sorry that I have not talked to you before. I am not staying for graduation. I leave for Japan tomorrow morning. For a long time, I was mad at you. The way you cut me out of everything hurt me, and so I kept what I knew to myself. But then even after I wasn't mad anymore, I still didn't say anything, and I don't even really know why. Pudge had that kiss, I guess. And I had this secret. You've mostly figured this out, but the truth is that I saw her that night, I'd stayed up late with Lara and some people, and then I was falling asleep and I heard her crying outside my back window. It was like 3:15 that morning, maybe, amd I walked out there and saw her walking through the soccer field. I tried to talk to her, but she was in a hurry. She told me that her mother was dead eight years that day, and that she always put flowers on her mother's grave on the anniversary but she forgot that year. She was out there looking for flowers, but it was too early-too wintry. That's how I knew about January 10. I still have no idea whether it was suicide. She was so sad, and I didn't know what to say or do. I think she counted on me to be the one person who would always say and do the right things to help her, but I couldn"t. I just thought she was looking for flowers. I didn't know she was going to go. She was drunk just trashed drunk, and I really didn't think she would drive or anything. I thought she would just cry herself to sleep and then drive to visit her mom the next day or something. She walked away, and then I heard a car start. I don't know what I was thinking. So I let her go too. And I'm sorry. I know you loved her. It was hard not to." Takumi
— John Green, Looking for Alaska
I'll teach you," Tiger Lily offered with a shrug of her shoulders."Did your mother teach you?" he asked."I don't have a mother," she said. "Like you."For some reason, Peter was glad to hear it.
— Jodi Lynn Anderson, Tiger Lily
It rewrites the contract, I'd read somewhere. Your self's no longer central. This thing comes out of you and drags half your soul along after it like a blanket.
— Glen Duncan, Talulla Rising
I wonder if your mother was frightened by Peter Pan before you were born?
— Charlotte Lamb, Out of Control
The Guardians of the Overhead hold the most power in Heaven. They have the power to not only heal, but project. They can influence other Healers around them to make sure that Healer makes better judgment choices in life. Following them is the royal family that rules Heavens dynasty—”	“The Caspian family,” I cut in happy that I knew the answer. To know that my family was the second most powerful family in Heaven’s dynasty suddenly made me feel powerful, even though my powers have not come in yet.	“Yes,” Mother agreed with friendlies to her voice. “Although we are better known as the Nobles of Heaven. We have the ability to heal others, as well as control ones emotions. As you have noticed, your father and I are most powerful in the day time. That is when our power shines brightest. As the Nobles of Heaven, your father has the ability to control how a Healer acts. If one misbehaves, it is a Nobles job to straighten them up for the good of Heaven. Just by a single command, your father can change that Healers action. For if one Healer acts out, it is a chain reaction. Without consequence, Lumen will be unbalanced.
— Barbara C. Doyle, Finding Redemption
Mother knocked once on my door and walked in my room to see me on my bed with the book tight in my grasp. She looked at my night dress and smiled.	“Expecting company?” She asked.	I flushed. “It was a gift from Aunt Rose. It is only fair that I wear it considering I do not see her that often anymore.” My voice was firm as I looked down at my night dress.	The fabric was silky, and the color was minty-green. It made my skin tone much more noticeable and it made my hair stand out from the rest of me.	“Are you sure you are not expecting Alexander?” She asked me sitting at the edge of my bed with a smile not only on her face, but in her eyes.	“Why do you insist I dress for him?” I returned.	“I did not insist that,” Mother answered softly. “I was simply curious as to why you were wearing it. Plus,” Mother flashed me a bright smile. “I saw Alexander walking around the corridor a few minutes ago.”	My heart raced.	Mother could see my reaction to that and looked back at my night dress. “It is a very pretty dress; I just wish you were to get it in a year or two from now. It seems so….”	“Grown up?” I offered.	“I suppose it does, yes,” Mother agreed quietly. She ran her hand on the lace that covered the bottom rim of the dress and said, “However the word I was going to say was…suggestive.
— Barbara C. Doyle, Finding Redemption
So the peasants are used as targets in war?” I doubted. “Does the Overhead feel that is necessary to kill off one of their own? Peasants are being placed as diversions on the front line like they mean nothing—”	“Would you rather save the strong, or spare the weak?” Mother questioned me.	“Why can we not do both?” I returned.	“Because Heaven has its reasons, Anastasia,” Mother chimed quietly. “It is Heavens way to balance those who are strong and those who are weak. It cannot be changed.
— Barbara C. Doyle, Finding Redemption
The Overhead bears the most powerful Healers in Heaven,” Mother began softly. “The Healers—or Guardian Angels, as we were once known as—are given the most power from the sun. Our powers to heal others come from the light and good of the earth—it is what enables us to wake in the morning.
— Barbara C. Doyle, Finding Redemption
Helda's been trying to impress me with the embroidery on the sheets. One more minute and I thought I might use them to hang myself.""My mother did the embroidery," Bittterblue said.Katsa clapped her mouth shut and glared at Helda. "Thank you, Helda, for mentioning that detail.
— Kristin Cashore, Bitterblue
To Scarlett, there was something breath-taking about Ellen O'Hara, a miracle that lived in the house with her and awed her and charmed and soothed her.
— Margaret Mitchell, Gone with the Wind
Given the reality of unintended parenthood and parental unhappiness, one would think that women and men who make the decision not to have children - who are deliberate and thoughtful about the choice to bring another person into the world - would be seen as less selfish than those who unthinkingly have children. Yet the stigma remains.
— Jessica Valenti, Why Have Kids?: A New Mom Explores the Truth About Parenting and Happiness
If you would have a boy to despise his mother, let her keep him at home, and spend her life in petting him up, and slaving to indulge his follies and caprices.
— Anne Brontë, The Tenant of Wildfell Hall
My mother had comforted me with tales ever since I was small. Sometimes they helped me peel a problem like an onion, or gave me ideas about what to do; other times, they calmed me so much that I would fall into a soothing sleep. My father used to say that her tales were better than the best medicine. Sighing, I burrowed into my mother's body like a child, knowing that the sound of her voice would be a balm on my heart.
— Anita Amirrezvani, The Blood of Flowers
My life has been like a battlefield, a war that could never be won unless I had her with me, and the day she died my battlefront stepped down and threw away their shields, allowing the gunshots to slip through the second her heart stopped beating. From that moment onwards I was left wounded, and for those seventeen years without her my wounds bled-wounds no stitch could ever repair.
— Rebecah McManus, Colliding Worlds
If you would really study my pleasure, mother, you must consider your own comfort and convenience a little more than you do.
— Anne Brontë, The Tenant of Wildfell Hall
It gave her a sudden sense that it was now her turn to grow old, to find the world changing, sliding away from the old ways of being and behaving, so that you were gradually a stranger to the place you lived in. The woman priest with jogging clothes and a BlackBerry gave Mary a glimpse of what life must have been like for her mother as she grew older.
— John Lanchester, Capital
I get out of the car, and I'm blasted by the stench of body odor. Cricket is beside me, and he's talking, but his words don't reach my ears.Because it's my mother.Smelling.On my porch.
— Stephanie Perkins, Lola and the Boy Next Door
My mother is my life's breath.
— Muhammad Faisal Yaqoob
We only have babies when we’re young enough not to know how grim life turns out.
— Gregory Maguire, Wicked: The Life and Times of the Wicked Witch of the West
Who thinks to interview their own mother? As a self-fixated teen, I never imagined that she had an actual personal history. To my young eyes, she was Source of Cash Obsessed With De-Cluttering
— Jancee Dunn
Don't you find it strange that your mother would leave you?' Becky said. 'I can't imagine my other leaving me.'I'd never thought of it like that before. 'I don't think she knew what else to do.
— Belinda Jeffrey, One Long Thread
She stood in the mirror portrait very near Margaret, close next to her, good as a mother or a friend.
— Ida Hattemer-Higgins, The History of History
Hard times define one's character.
— Ken Poirot
Turbulence breaks a tree’s branches, but only tickles an eagle’s wings.
— Matshona Dhliwayo
Pretty thoughts= Pretty actions
— Linda L Eubanks
If seeds saw dirt as their enemy, they would lose out on the opportunity to grow.
— Matshona Dhliwayo
You can only be yourself if you accept yourself
— Thabiso Monkoe, The Azanian
Worry about others but don't show it.Don't worry about things that cannot be changed.
— ManojKudemelly
Self-education is a lifetime affair. In life, as in science, there are unsuccessful experiments. Difficult personal and professional experiences are not for naught. Every experience contains a lesson. If we do not achieve the results we want and stop searching out solutions, it is not the experiment that is unsuccessful, but the person.
— Kilroy J. Oldster, Dead Toad Scrolls
At a higher level of consciousness, everything that happens – or does not happen in our life – has a reason behind it
— Santosh Joshi, KEYS
Never divulge secrets to acquaintances.Never betray old friends for new ones.Never mistake flattery for praise.Never rely on dishonorable people.Never trust your enemy's friends.Never mistake someone’s kindness for weakness.
— Matshona Dhliwayo
I always ended up doing things I didn’t want to do today just so I didn’t regret not doing them tomorrow.
— Hilary Grossman, Plan Bea
Learn from your failure’s
—  do not prevent misfortune from teaching you.
It is better to learn two important lessons in life than a thousand when you are about to die.
— Matshona Dhliwayo
You get what you work for, not what you think you deserve.
— Matshona Dhliwayo
A heart full of bitterness is a life full of sorrows.
— Matshona Dhliwayo
Charm will win you friends
— character will help you keep them.Intelligence will win you success
It is easier to fall off of a ladder than to climb one.
— Matshona Dhliwayo
Less gossiping, more encouraging.Less complaining, more thanksgiving.Less criticizing, more complimenting.Less hurting, more helping.Less hating, more caring.
— Matshona Dhliwayo
Don’t let negativity ruin your day.Don’t let inefficiency ruin your week.Don’t let adversity ruin your month.Don’t let animosity ruin your year.
— Matshona Dhliwayo
You become what you allow yourself to become.
— Matshona Dhliwayo
By standing alone,you prove your courage.By standing with others,you prove your love.By standing with truth,you prove your virtue.By standing with God,you prove your faith.
— Matshona Dhliwayo
Resist men who tell you your dreams are impossible; embrace those who, even though they do not believe in them, encourage you.
— Matshona Dhliwayo
Be perceptive.Be progressive.Be proactive.Be productive.
— Matshona Dhliwayo
Be as humble as Moses, as patient as Job, and as virtuous as Daniel.
— Matshona Dhliwayo
Cherish all.Depend on few.Hurt none.Love everyone.
— Matshona Dhliwayo
People can hurt you,but you can still love.People can betray you,but you can still trust.People can put you down,but you can still rise.People can oppose you,but you can still prevail.
— Matshona Dhliwayo
Look behind you in gratitude.Look ahead of you in hope.Look beside you in caution.Look around you in faith.
— Matshona Dhliwayo
One thing I learned in life, the only true friend you have in this world is your self.
— Auliq Ice
Because the best gift in life, is just having someone to drink hot chocolate with
— Tessa Shaffer, Heaven Has No Regrets
Dont lower your standards for anyone or anything. Self respect is everything.
— Auliq Ice
Each person in your life is a teacher, each experience in your life is a lesson. Living is like looking into a mirror, every teacher is you.
— L.J. Vanier
Hear more than people say.Give more than people ask.Do more than people expect.Achieve more than people imagine.
— Matshona Dhliwayo
You don’t need armor if your skin is thick.You don’t need a sword if your mind is sharp.You don’t need a shield if your heart is strong.You don’t need a fortress is your soul is secure.
— Matshona Dhliwayo
Avoid negative people, for they are the greatest destroyers of self confidence and self-esteem. Surround yourself with people who bring out the best in you!
— Auliq Ice
The smart way to keep people passive and obedient is to strictly limit the spectrum of acceptable opinion, but allow very lively debate within that spectrum....
— Noam Chomsky, The Common Good
All over the place, from the popular culture to the propaganda system, there is constant pressure to make people feel that they are helpless, that the only role they can have is to ratify decisions and to consume.
— Noam Chomsky
There are those whose primary ability is to spin wheels of manipulation. It is their second skin and without these spinning wheels, they simply do not know how to function. They are like toys on wheels of manipulation and control. If you remove one of the wheels, they'll never be able to feel secure, be whole.
— C. JoyBell C.
Withholding information is the essence of tyranny. Control of the flow of information is the tool of the dictatorship.
— Bruce Coville
Whats the difference between a king and his horse?I dont mean some kiddy shit like one has 4 legs and the other has 2, or ones a person and ones an animal. If their form, ability, and power is exactly the same, then why is it one becomes the king and controls the battle and the other one becomes the horse and carries the king? There's only one answer...INSTINCT!!!
— Tite Kubo
If you're in bad mood, take a deep breath.If you're in good mood, give thanks to God.
— Toba Beta, My Ancestor Was an Ancient Astronaut
Do you know we are being led toSlaughters by placid admirals& that fat slow generals are gettingObscene on young bloodDo you know we are ruled by t.v.
— Jim Morrison, An American Prayer
There are some things I can't control, & that's just the way it is.
— Susane Colasanti, Waiting for You
And if all others accepted the lie which the Party imposed—if all records told the same tale—then the lie passed into history and became truth. 'Who controls the past' ran the Party slogan, 'controls the future: who controls the present controls the past.
— George Orwell, 1984
We've become a nation of wolves, ruled by sheep.Owned by swine, overfed, and put to sleep.While the media elite declare what to think,I'll be wide awake, on the edge, and on the brink.
— Otep Shamaya
To be in hell is to drift
—  to be in heaven is to steer.
Dominance. Control. These things the unjust seek most of all. And so it is the duty of the just to defy dominance and to challenge control.
— Robert Fanney
Sometimes it's best to let your opponent think he has control.
— Rae Carson, The Girl of Fire and Thorns
Adulthood brings with it the pernicious illusion of control, and perhaps even depends on it. I mean that mirage of dominion over our own life that allows us to feel like adults, for we associate maturity with autonomy, the sovereign right to determine what is going to happen to us next. Disillusion comes sooner or later, but it always comes, it doesn’t miss an appointment, it never has.
— Juan Gabriel Vásquez, The Sound of Things Falling
She raised one hand and flexed its fingers and wondered, as she had sometimes before, how this thing, this machine for gripping, this fleshy spider on the end of her arm, came to be hers, entirely at her command. Or did it have some little life of its own? She bent her finger and straightened it. The mystery was in the instant before it moved, the dividing moment between not moving and moving, when her intention took effect. It was like a wave breaking. If she could only find herself at the crest, she thought, she might find the secret of herself, that part of her that was really in charge.
— Ian McEwan, Atonement
You’ll tell yourself anything you have to, to pretend that you’re still the one in control.
— Jodi Picoult, Change of Heart
Men are more easily governed through their vices than through their virtues.
— Napoléon Bonaparte
You can change only what people know, not what they do.
— Scott Adams, God's Debris: A Thought Experiment
It was like being in a car with the gas pedal slammed down to the floor and nothing to do but hold on and pretend to have some semblance of control. But control was something I'd lost a long time ago.
— Nic Sheff
There are moments in life when it is all turned inside out--what is real becomes unreal, what is unreal becomes tangible, and all your levelheaded efforts to keep a tight ontological control are rendered silly and indulgent.
— Aleksandar Hemon, The Lazarus Project
Some of us learn control, more or less by accident. The rest of us go all our lives not even understanding how it is possible, and blaming our failure on being born the wrong way.
— B.F. Skinner, Walden Two
It's funny, in a human kind of way, how we can convince ourselves that we're in control at the very moment we are beginning to lose it.
— William Moyers
The creative process is a process of surrender, not control.
— Julia Cameron
That's the truth about people with obsessively organised plans: we're not trying to control everything in our lives. We're trying to block out the things we can't.
— Holly Smale, Model Misfit
Kessa began to cut her meat into tiny pieces. As a whole it was unmanageable, frightening; but divided and arranged, the meat could be controlled. She cut four pieces. She'd count to four between each bite.
— Steven Levenkron, The Best Little Girl in the World
CONTROL MYSELF?!! I'm a MONSTER! Monsters don't control themselves! That's the whole IDEA!
— Jeff Smith, Rock Jaw Master of the Eastern Border
One real danger in love relationships is that most people secretly believe that they must control the love object in order to feel safe in loving and being loved. The cause of this is simple—children are made to feel that they must "give themselves up" if they are to be loved. Thus, for most humans the act of surrender has meant the loss of autonomy or worse—loss of one's own
— Christopher S. Hyatt, Sex Magic, Tantra & Tarot: The Way of the Secret Lover
This is who I am.A fighter.A guardian.Stronger than the Stormers.Stronger than Vane.Beyond all emotion.I don't give in to fear or pity or love. I'm the one in control.
— Shannon Messenger, Let the Sky Fall
The best way to navigate through life is to give up all of our controls.
— Gerald G. Jampolsky, Love Is Letting Go of Fear
I don't like taking from anyone. I'd rather be a giver, though not for any worthy reason. It's about control, obviously. If I give, I control; if I take, I am controlled. If someone offers me something for free I am at once suspicious.
— Margaret Forster, The Memory Box
The urge to shout filthy words at the top of his voice was as strong as ever.
— George Orwell, 1984
man cannot control the current of events. he can only float with them and steer
— Otto von Bismarck
He who controls the remote, controls the world
— Julie Garwood
Control is never achieved when sought after directly
—  it is the surprising result of letting go.
So when you’re nervous, you count?” “Not just when I’m nervous,” I said. “It’s… all the time. I count the seconds during pauses in conversations. I count the minutes when I’m waiting on something. Sometimes, when I’m kind of panicked or anxious, I count my heartbeats. Something about counting makes me feel like… like I have the power. Like knowing how much time has passed or how many steps I’ve taken from one place to another will somehow keep me in control of the situation.
— Kody Keplinger, Shut Out
Control is as much an effect as a cause, and the idea that control is something you exert is a real handicap to progress
— Steve Grand, Creation: Life and How to Make It
Along with the mystical wonderment and sense of ecological responsibility that comes with the recognition of connectedness, more disturbing images come to mind. When applied to economics, connectedness seems to take the form of chain stores, multinational corporations, and international trade treaties which wipe out local enterprise and indigenous culture. When I think of it in the realm of religion, I envision smug missionaries who have done such a good job of convincing native people everywhere that their World-Maker is the same as God, and by this shoddy sleight of hand have been steadily impoverishing the world of the great fecundity and complex localism of belief systems that capture truths outside the Western canon. And I wonder—if everything's connected, does that mean that everything can be manipulated and controlled centrally by those who know how to pull strings at strategic places?
— Malcolm Margolin
It’s all about control. Control is illusory. No matter what university you go to, no matter what degree you hold, if your goal is to become master of your own destiny, you have more to learn. Parkinson’s is a perfect metaphor for lack of control. Every unwanted movement in my hand or arm, every twitch that I cannot anticipate or arrest, is a reminder that even in the domain of my own being, I am not calling the shots. I tried to exert control by drinking myself to a place of indifference, which just exacerbated the sense of miserable hopelessness.
— Michael J. Fox, A Funny Thing Happened on the Way to the Future...: Twists and Turns and Lessons Learned
In any bureaucracy, the people devoted to the benefit of the bureaucracy itself always get in control, and those dedicated to the goals the bureaucracy is supposed to accomplish have less and less influence, and sometimes are eliminated entirely.[Pournelle's law of Bureaucracy]
— Jerry Pournelle
Her need is so immense that you become surrounded by it; this need is so enormous that you realize you can actually control it, and I know this because I've done it before.
— Bret Easton Ellis, Imperial Bedrooms
The fundamental metaphor of National Socialism as it related to the world around it was the garden, not the wild forest. One of the most important Nazi ideologists, R.W. Darré, made clear the relationship between gardening and genocide: “He who leaves the plants in a garden to themselves will soon find to his surprise that the garden is overgrown by weeds and that even the basic character of the plants has changed. If therefore the garden is to remain the breeding ground for the plants, if, in other words, it is to lift itself above the harsh rule of natural forces, then the forming will of a gardener is necessary, a gardener who, by providing suitable conditions for growing, or by keeping harmful influences away, or by both together, carefully tends what needs tending and ruthlessly eliminates the weeds which would deprive the better plants of nutrition, air, light, and sun. . . . Thus we are facing the realization that questions of breeding are not trivial for political thought, but that they have to be at the center of all considerations, and that their answers must follow from the spiritual, from the ideological attitude of a people. We must even assert that a people can only reach spiritual and moral equilibrium if a well-conceived breeding plan stands at the very center of its culture.
— Derrick Jensen, The Culture of Make Believe
When you feel like things are out of control, you take control.Yeah, that's what you do. Take control.So, yeah.Oh, yeah.
— Barry Lyga, Goth Girl Rising
You can render unto Caesar that which is Caesar's, but if you don't keep from Caesar that which is yours, Caesar will take some, and than take some more, and if you don't put a stop to it, though you won't lose everything - you can't lose everything; there's things he can't take, at least one or two - a time will soon come when you'll think you've lost everything, when you'll think all is Caesar's, and by then you'll be too weak to take what's yours back, too tired to remember what was yours to begin with, and you'll end up, perversely, scheming for his leavings and, even more perversely, grateful when you get them.
— Adam Levin, The Instructions
If you accept the existence of advertising, you accept a system designed to persuade and to dominate minds by interfering in people's thinking patterns. You also accept that the system will be used by the sorts of people who like to influence people and are good at it. No person who did not wish to dominate others would choose to use advertising, or choosing it, succeed in it. So the basic nature of advertising and all technologies created to serve it will be consistent with this purpose, will encourage this behaviour in society, and will tend to push social evolution in this direction.
— Jerry Mander, Four Arguments for the Elimination of Television
[denial] is an attempt to bring order to our lives.
— Mark Galli, Chaos and Grace: Discovering the Liberating Work of the Holy Spirit
I would control your life, every step you walk, and every word you say; there is no way you can run from an injured wolf.
— M.F. Moonzajer
There is no need for arms, physical violence, material constraints. Just a gaze. An inspecting gaze, a gaze that each individual under its weight will end by [internalising] to the point that they are their own overseer, each individual thus exercising surveillance over, and against themself.
— Michel Foucault
We say we long for intimacy with God and others, and yet we structure our lives so that this becomes impossible. One might think we are avoiding intimacy, that maybe we really like our finely managed lives just the way they are.
— Mark Galli, Chaos and Grace: Discovering the Liberating Work of the Holy Spirit
Have I ever said that Turner once actually had himself lashed to the mast of a ship, to be able to later do a painting of a storm? Which has never failed to remind me of the scene in which Odysseus does the identical thing, of course, so that he can listen to the Sirens singing but will stay put.
— David Markson, Wittgenstein's Mistress
She's burning and out of control and everything I love about fire.
— Melody  Lee, Moon Gypsy
If you can control what you eat, you can control all other aspects in you life.
— Mike Dolce