A mother is a mother still, the holiest thing alive.
When my mother had to get dinner for 8 she'd just make enough for 16 and only serve half.
An ounce of mother is worth a ton of priest.
Motherhood: All love begins and ends there.
Life began with waking up and loving my mother's face.
My mom is definitely my rock.
All that I am, or hope to be, I owe to my angel mother.
There is no way to be a perfect mother, and a million ways to be a good one.
A mother is the one who fills your heart in the first place.
No language can express the power and beauty and heroism of a mother’s love.