Best Your Mom Quotes

The mother’s heart is the child’s schoolroom.

Mother is the name for God in the lips and hearts of little children.

No language can express the power and beauty and heroism of a mother’s love.

A mother’s happiness is like a beacon, lighting up the future but reflected also on the past in the guise of fond memories.

Mother’s love is peace. It need not be acquired, it need not be deserved.

Mothers are fonder than fathers of their children because they are more certain they are their own.

The best place to cry is on a mother’s arms.

Whatever else is unsure in this stinking dunghill of a world a mother’s love is not.

This is your moment. Own it.

By and large, mothers and housewives are the only workers who do not have regular time off. They are the great vacationless class.

My mother… she is beautiful, softened at the edges and tempered with a spine of steel. I want to grow old and be like her.

If you bungle raising your children, I don’t think whatever else you do matters very much.

The heart of a mother is a deep abyss at the bottom of which you will always find forgiveness.

A mother is she who can take the place of all others but whose place no one else can take.

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.

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

I guess if you are making more money than your mom and dad, you can set your own boundaries.

Two weeks ago at the U.S. Amateur, my mom caddied, and that is kind of a different feeling, because she’s your mom and you have to listen to her. It was really comfortable having my mom there, but it’s also really relieving and comfortable to have someone that knows the course off their hat, really.

I’m a great believer in everything at the right time. Go on a crazy spree if it’s the right time to do it but choose your moment carefully and beware of impulse buying.

[On a strained relationship between a tennis champion and her mother:] There comes a time when it’s probably not cool for your mom to be your best friend.

We break our huddle and Eight immediately transforms into one of his massive avatars. His handsome features melt away, replaced by the snarling face and golden mane of a lion. He grows to about twelve feet, ten arms sprouting out of his sides, each of them tipped with razor-sharp claws. Nine whistles through his teeth. ‘Now we’re talking,’ Nine says. ‘One of your parents must’ve been a chimæra. Probably your mom.

I don’t know that I have a favorite meal. When I’m cooking I’m thinking about the person I’m feeding and I want to make them whatever they want. My husband’s favorite meal is carbonara. I guess my favorite food is anything my mom makes. Because like anybody who loves their mother’s cooking, if you try and make your mom’s recipes, they never taste quite the same. And I don’t know if that’s because she’s lying about what she’s putting in there and just not telling me. Like when I turn my back, she’s sneaking something in there. It just never seems to taste the same.

Every time you recall a memory, you’re basically making another copy of it and at that same point it is susceptible to new changes and adaptations. So, you know, if you remember from when you were, you know, in second grade and there was Christmas and you got a present from your grandfather and your mom was wearing a red dress, that may or may not all have happened.

Being obscure in acronyms is great. I think I’ll start making up my own… INYM – I’m Not Your Momma.

Be yourself! Love your mom, but if she’s trying to get you to be someone you’re not, she’s in the wrong

Horror is so basic. You’d get an adrenaline jolt from watching your mom get gored by a woolly mammoth. A horror movie gives you the adrenaline without having to have your mom get gored.

We all understand genetics. You get your eyes from your dad, your mom’s nose, there’s nothing you can do about that. But your spiritual genetics you can choose, pick, embrace and commit to. That’s what I did.

The quality of your moments produces the quality of your life. So, as thoughts come and go and the waves of mind rush on, Carpe punctum-Seize this moment. It deserves your full attention, for it will not pass your way again.

Culture, when it comes to food, is of course a fancy word for your mom.

In the next election, I’m voting for your mom to be the next God.

Treat a woman how you’d want someone to treat your mom.

Since your outcomes are all a result of your moment-to-moment choices, you have incredible power to change your life by changing those choices. Step by step, day by day, your choices will shape your actions until they become habits, where practice makes them permanent.

Conservatives want to be your daddy, telling you what to do and what not to do. Liberals want to be your mommy, feeding you, tucking you in, and wiping your nose. Libertarians want to treat you as an adult.

I told my mom I was going to do a movie about a son who hears a story about his mom and takes her on a cross-country road trip, and I wanted to actually take the trip with my mom to see what it would be like to drive cross-country with your mom.

Your mom is my sunset, and you are my dawn.