#mothers

All women become like their mothers. That is their tragedy. No man does, and that is his. ↗

— Oscar Wilde

#women

The first lesson every child of Athena learned: Mom was the best at everything, and you should never, ever suggest otherwise. ↗

— Rick Riordan

#athena #heroes-of-olympus #hubris #mother-knows-best #mothers-and-daughters

When a man who is drinking neat gin starts talking about his mother he is past all argument. ↗

— C.S. Forester

#argument #drinking #gin #mothers #alcohol

There is a distinct difference between the ability to create life and the innate need to protect it; to cherish it. The life you've created is the one being you love most in the universe, and that intense love evolves into something that goes far beyond a sense of duty. It is instinct; pure and undeniable. As a direct result, one must neglect all else to preserve it. Even those we have claimed to love before. ↗

— Jamie McGuire

#mothers #life

Even as we enumerate their shortcomings, the rigor of raising children ourselves makes clear to us our mothers' incredible strength. We fear both. If they are not strong, who will protect us? If they are not imperfect, how can we equal them? ↗

— Anna Quindlen

#children #clear #enumerate #equal #even

What good mothers and fathers instinctively feel like doing for their babies is usually best after all. ↗

— Benjamin Spock

#after #babies #best #doing #fathers

I hope the fathers and mothers of little girls will look at them and say 'yes, women can.' ↗

— Dilma Rousseff

#hope #i #little #little girls #look

Even if society dictates that men and women should behave in certain ways, it is fathers and mothers who teach those ways to children not just in the words they say, but in the lives they lead. ↗

— Augustus Y. Napier

#certain #certain ways #children #dictates #even

One of the very few reasons I had any respect for my mother when I was thirteen was because she would reach into the sink with her bare hands - bare hands - and pick up that lethal gunk and drop it into the garbage. To top that, I saw her reach into the wet garbage bag and fish around in there looking for a lost teaspoon. Bare hands - a kind of mad courage. ↗

— Robert Fulghum

#courage

I'm sorry you don't like coming back here," her mother often said, to cap whatever petty dust-up they'd had. How could Emily explain: it wasn't her mother or Kersey she'd disowned, but her earlier self, that strange, ungrateful girl who strove to be first at everything and threw tantrums when she failed. ↗

— Stewart O'Nan

#arguments #coming-home #daughters #family #fights