Mother And Child Quotes

“The tie which links mother and child is of such pure and immaculate strength as to be never violated.”
― Washington Irving

“A mother is always patient. A mother is always kind. A mother is always giving. A mother never falls apart. A mother is the buffer between her child and the cruel world.”
― Jessamine Chan, The School for Good Mothers

“Loneliness is a form of narcissism. A mother who is in harmony with her child, who understands her place in her child's life and her role in society, is never lonely. Through caring for her child, all her needs are fulfilled.”
― Jessamine Chan, The School for Good Mothers

“SHE holds the hand to help you in your First Step,
She is your First Teacher,
SHE holds your hand when You Fall Down,
SHE is the one who guides you in Life,
SHE hides you from all Trouble,
SHE is sometime Mentor,
SHE even nurses you when you Fall ill,
SHE gives you the confidence,
SHE never give False Appreciation,
SHE is the one who will scold you the most on your mistake,
She is the one who even Fight for you when you are right,
SHE is the one who believes in you when others do not,
SHE is the one who Loves you even if You don't love her,
SHE is the one who gave you LIFE,
Do You know Who is 'SHE'??
'SHE' is Mother your own MOM...”
― Debolina Bhawal

“She was my mother. Never before this had I looked at her and thought of her as someone separate, as someone else. Now, so near to her that I could smell the subtle scent of her perfume and see the clear, faint texture of her skin, I realized for the first time that I was looking at another human being who was complete within herself. She was my mother, but she was more than just a loving and convenient extension of me and my needs.”
― Florence Engel Randall, The Watcher in the Woods

“But one day, when Toby is old enough, I will take down a shoe box from a shelf where it is kept, and I will tell him again the story of his sister, Isabel Margaret Cavendish, the girl who came before.”
― J.P. Delaney, The Girl Before

“How can someone who's stood by you your whole life – who helped you empty the contents of the kitchen bin onto the floor when you were seventeen because you accidentally threw away a piece of hash the size of a cocoa nib, or who accompanied you, when she was eighty years old, to the Southbank Cinema on Mother's Day to watch hardcore gay and lesbian sex films because no one else would go with you (ditto a Sparks concert at the Royal Festival Hall) – how can that person, who you've been through so much with and who is now lying in front of you with snow-white hair, pale-grey eyes, soft pink skin and worry lines, not be beautiful?”
― Viv Albertine, To Throw Away Unopened

“Silence is golden, but not for a child who bears pain. Patience is a virtue, but not for a mother who witnesses her child’s misery.”
― Rohit Dharupta, Order of the World

“once ruffle-skirted
vanity table where I primped
at thirteen, opening
drawers to a private
chaos of eyeshadows
lavender teal sky-blue,
swarms of hair pins
pony tail fasteners,
stashes of powders,
colonies of tiny
lipsticks (p.39)”
― Barbara Blatner, The Still Position: A Verse Memoir of My Mother's Death

“Mother

Hushed and sacred silence
fills the dawning sky
I ponder in this moment
of our journey which is nigh...”
― Muse

“A girl learns who she is from the woman she sees loving her," Ida says. "She learns what's good and what's lovely about herself, and the further apart she is from that woman, and the more different they are, the harder it is for her to know what to love about herself. Especially when everything around her tells her she's not right.”
― Jael Richardson, Gutter Child

“It may not be clear now or ever, but take comfort in this, the Lord has your future and our family’s future in His hands,' Mama said, cupping Aria’s face. 'My little songbird. He treasures you far more than the birds of the air. Trust that He knows what is best.”
― Grace Hitchcock, Hearts of Gold Collection

“She laid a hand on his face. “Son,” she said. “We love you. We all love you. No matter how different you are, no matter if you leave us one day.” She kissed his cheek. “And if and when you die your bones will lie undisturbed, we’ll see to that, you’ll lie at ease forever, and I’ll come see you every All Hallows’ Eve and tuck you in more secure.”
― Ray Bradbury, From the Dust Returned

“Lydia siempre ha sido una madre devota, pero nunca codependiente, como esas madres que extrañan a sus hijos cuando están en la escuela o cuando duermen. Siempre atesoró ese tiempo para sí, para habitar sus propios pensamientos y descansar del incesante clamor emocional de la maternidad.”
― Jeanine Cummins, American Dirt

“While my father was out boozing, she'd read to me by the stub of a candle, a thread of soot twisting upwards from its pinched, meager flame. By her voice alone, she could raise up the old stories from the bones of their words and--lilting between shades of comedy and melodrama--turn the dreary space around me into a stage for my wildest imaginings.”
― Norman Lock, American Meteor

“The more you teaching your children, the more you learn from them”
― Zybejta "Beta" Metani' Marashi

“Love flows from me into him, and his blue eyes crinkle, huge and happy. Such a smiley baby. The midwife says it can't be a real smile, not yet, just some passing gas or a random quiver of his lip, but I know she's wrong.”
― J.P. Delaney, The Girl Before

“Our first food is the water, the milk which planet can't feed except mother”
― Sir P.S. Jagadeesh Kumar

“~ 'Can you please not say “Your mother” or “Your father” when you talk about each other?’ I promised her I wouldn’t, and I never have (not as easy as I thought).”
― Viv Albertine, To Throw Away Unopened

“When I was little my balloon burst as we were walking home from a children’s party one afternoon. I saw a balloon about once a year so it was a huge loss. Mum bent down, picked the flaccid piece of rubber off the pavement, stretched it tight across her lips and twisted it as she sucked in her breath. Then she tied the old piece of string tightly around the little piece of rubber dangling from her lips and pulled a miniature balloon out of her mouth. She said the balloon had had a baby, it was a baby balloon. I stopped crying and trailed it after me all the way home. A baby balloon.”
― Viv Albertine, To Throw Away Unopened

“I felt like my sister, when she had first given birth to Thomas. "It's like I'm looking through a funnel," she had said, gazing at his newborn form. "The world has just shrunk to me and him.”
― Jojo Moyes, Me Before You

“माँ और बच्चा चाह कर भी एक दूसरे से ज़्यादा देर तक नाराज़ नहीं रह पाते। अगर माँएं न होतीं तो इतना गुस्सा लेकर हम कहाँ जाते! देखा जाए तो माँ पर हर चीज़ का गुस्सा निकालना ज़्यादती है लेकिन कुछ ज़्यादतियाँ करने के लिए इंसान अभिशप्त है।”
― Divya Prakash Dubey, Ibnebatuti । इब्नेबतूती

“You were the seed and the leaf and the fruit.
You were the earth and you were the root.

You were the song in the echoing dark.
You were not the snake. You were never the rock.

You were the needle and bark, and you were the river.
You were not winter. You were fresh water.

You were not locked door or slammed door or rattle.
You were not metal. You were not empty bottle.

You were treetop and grassland and night sky and star.
Oh you were warm, you were rain, you were air.

You were the oak leaf and honey and clover
and you were forest and you were my mother.

You were the shore where no crocodiles are.
You were not wire. You were not wire.

- Monkey Writes a Poem About His Mother”
― Clare Shaw, Towards a General Theory of Love