A mother's arms are made of tenderness and children sleep soundly in them.

A mother's arms are made of tenderness and children sleep soundly in them.

A mother is not a person to lean on but a person to make leaning unnecessary.

A mother is not a person to lean on but a person to make leaning unnecessary.

Never marry a man who hates his mother, because he'll end up hating you.

Never marry a man who hates his mother, because he'll end up hating you.

If evolution really works, how come mothers only have two hands?

If evolution really works, how come mothers only have two hands?

All that I am, or hope to be, I owe to my angel mother.

All that I am, or hope to be, I owe to my angel mother.

I remember my mother's prayers and they have always followed me. They have clung to me all my life.

I remember my mother's prayers and they have always followed me. They have clung to me all my life.

God could not be everywhere, and therefore he made mothers.

God could not be everywhere, and therefore he made mothers.

When love is gone, there's always justice.
And when justice is gone, there's always force.
And when force is gone, read more

When love is gone, there's always justice.
And when justice is gone, there's always force.
And when force is gone, there's always Mom.
Hi, Mom!

The angel of the Family is Woman. Mother, wife, or sister, Woman is the caress of life, the soothing sweetness read more

The angel of the Family is Woman. Mother, wife, or sister, Woman is the caress of life, the soothing sweetness of affection shed over its toils, a reflection for the individual of the loving providence which watches over Humanity. In her there is treasure enough of consoling tenderness to allay every pain. Moreover for every one of us she is the initiator of the future. The mother's first kiss teaches the child love; the first holy kiss of the woman he loves teaches man hope and faith in life; and love and faith create a desire for perfection and the power of reaching towards it step by step; create the future, in short, of which the living symbol is the child, link between us and the generations to come. Through her the Family, with its divine mystery of reproduction, points to Eternity.