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The mother loves her child most divinely, not when she surrounds him with comfort and anticipates his wants, but when read more
The mother loves her child most divinely, not when she surrounds him with comfort and anticipates his wants, but when she resolutely holds him to the highest standards and is content with nothing less than his best.
They say that man is mighty,
He governs land and sea,
He wields a mighty scepter
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They say that man is mighty,
He governs land and sea,
He wields a mighty scepter
O'er lesser powers that be;
But a mightier power and stronger
Man from his throne has hurled,
For the hand that rocks the cradle
Is the hand that rules the world.
The bravest battle that ever was fought;
Shall I tell you where and when?
On the maps read more
The bravest battle that ever was fought;
Shall I tell you where and when?
On the maps of the world you will find it not;
It was fought by the mothers of men.
- Joaquin Miller (pseudonym of Cincinnatus Hiner Miller),
A mother is a person who seeing there are only four pieces of pie for five people, promptly announces she read more
A mother is a person who seeing there are only four pieces of pie for five people, promptly announces she never did care for pie.
The one point on which all women are in furious secret rebellion
against the existing law is the saddling read more
The one point on which all women are in furious secret rebellion
against the existing law is the saddling of the right to a child
with the obligation to become the servant of a man.
And Adam called his wife's name Eve; because she was the mother
of all living.
And Adam called his wife's name Eve; because she was the mother
of all living.
Being a full-time mother is one of the highest salaried jobs... since the payment is pure love.
Being a full-time mother is one of the highest salaried jobs... since the payment is pure love.
All women become like their mothers. That is their tragedy. No
man does. That is his.
All women become like their mothers. That is their tragedy. No
man does. That is his.
Art is the child of Nature; yes, her darling child, in whom we trace the features of the mother's face, read more
Art is the child of Nature; yes, her darling child, in whom we trace the features of the mother's face, her aspect and her attitude.