Best 35 quotes in «mother daughter quotes» category

My mother was the most beautiful woman I ever saw. All I am I owe to my mother.

God enjoins you to treat women well, for they are your mothers, daughters, aunts.

I make sure I carve out time to be with my daughter.

It was so satisfying for me - a great reward, just to see it done well. And it was beautifully directed by my daughter Susan Riskin. Imagine, a play about my mother directed by my daughter?!

Of course mothers and daughters with strong personalities might see the world from very different points of view.

No matter how old a mother is, she watches her middle-aged children for signs of improvement.

Our daughters are the most precious of our treasures, the dearest possessions of our homes and the objects of our most watchful love.

The current leadership of the Labor party react to the idea that working-class students might study the subjects they studied with the same horror that the Earl of Grantham showed when a chauffeur wanted to marry his daughter.

The female attention I have to struggle hardest with is from my two-year-old daughter.

I want to do something where I play Judi Dench's younger sister or daughter.

When I stopped seeing my mother with the eyes of a child, I saw the woman who helped me give birth to myself.

When your mother asks, 'Do you want a piece of advice?' it is a mere formality. It doesn't matter if you answer yes or no. You're going to get it anyway.

Youth fades, love droops, the leaves of friendship fall; A mother's secret hope outlives them all.

... the physical and domestic education of daughters should occupy the principal attention of mothers, in childhood: and the stimulation of the intellect should be very much reduced.

Because my mother couldn't change my present, I decided to change my daughter's future

I love Alice more than life itself, but I can't keep her hidden forever.

Castiza: "False! I defy you both! I have endured you with an ear of fire; Your tongues have struck hot irons on my face! Mother, come from that poisonous woman there." Gratiana: "Where?" Castiza: "Do you not see her? She's too inward then.

In the tell-me-again times, (…) when my mom and I lived in a little apartment in a little building downtown, I slept in her bed. It was a raft on the ocean, a cloud, a forest, a spaceship, a cocoon that we shared. I could stretch out like a five-pointed star and then she'd bundle me back up in her arms. I'd wake in the morning tangled in her hair.

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.

I read somewhere that spiders can spin silk strong enough to hold the weight of a thousand trucks. I tried to imagine those lines of silver, thinner than air, stronger than steel. Sometimes I think that a hundred webs, invisible gossamers, connect Gracie and me. They coat our bodies, tie our limbs together, link our hearts. They can stretch across cities, countries – even anger. Unbreakable. I felt them that first time I watched her play soccer. She needed to win so badly. I watched a new Gracie crack out of her cocoon that day. Grey, moth-like, she seemed covered in a dust that let her take to the air. Fly. They’re beautiful things, moths, with their dark patterned wings hooking on wind to push them forward. You have to be careful with them, though. Brush them just lightly, and they can’t fly anymore.

It has long been my motto that if you cannot get your act together... then the very least you can do is try to make your act entertaining.

So please try to keep in mind that, when I plague you, I do so because you’re the only person I can plague.

Prove that you are my daughter, prove that you are mine. Prove to me that you are the blood of the dragon. Prove you are worthy of that mark on your skin.

The two of us praying like this to the Black Madonna Sudenly washes over me, and I'm filled with love for my mother. The best gift she has give me is the constancy of her belief. Whatever I become, she loves me. To her, I am enough.

Since I’ve been home I’ve been trying hard to mend my relationship with my mother. Asking her to do things for me instead of brushing aside any offer of help, as I did for years out of anger. Letting her handle all the money I won. Returning her hugs instead of tolerating them. My time in the arena made me realize how I needed to stop punishing her for something she couldn’t help, specifically the crushing depression she fell into after my father’s death. Because sometimes things happen to people and they’re not equipped to deal with them.

All that remains is the faces and the names of the wives and the sons and the daughters.

You were my home, Mother. I had no home but you

All women become like their mothers. That is their tragedy. No man does. That's his.

[A] mother is one to whom you hurry when you are troubled.

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

Any astronomer can predict with absolute accuracy just where every star in the universe will be at 11.30 tonight. He can make no such prediction about his teenage daughter.

A mother is the truest friend we have when trials, heavy and sudden, fall upon us; when adversity takes the place of prosperity.

A mother's arms are more comforting than anyone else's.

As long as a woman can look ten years younger than her own daughter, she is perfectly satisfied.

Biology is the least of what makes someone a mother.