
Top 18 Quotes About Grieving The Loss Of A Mother
#1. All I've ever done is try to get at the truth of the matter.
Dan Jenkins
#2. My mother had bought a sewing machine for me. When I went away to college, she gave me a sewing machine, a typewriter and a suitcase, and my mother made $17 a week working as a maid 12 hours a day, and she did that for me.
Alice Walker
#3. Whatever happens right now, it has to happen.
Jayson Engay
#4. I was an angel of the desert. In your arms I broke my wings.
Carmen Boullosa
#6. A face painted in a picture gives a pitiful parody of life ... but a painted surface lives.
Kazimir Malevich
#7. There is no evil that does not offer inducements. Vices tempt you by the rewards which they offer.
Seneca The Younger
#8. It is a heartBreaking sound, Amir Jan, the Wailing of a mother. I pray to Allah you Never hear it.
Khaled Hosseini
#9. I'm pretty much done with mindfulness. I'm just going to start paying attention.
Gina Barreca
#10. You can get through your whole day only around people who will tell you that you're wonderful. But pretty soon they're going to have to be lying about that.
Lara Flynn Boyle
#11. The astonishment soon passed off, the scales seemed to drop from his eyes, and the book became at once and for ever to him the great human and divine book, and the men and women, whom he had looked upon as something quite different from himself, became his friends and counsellors.
Thomas Hughes
#12. Make small commitments and keep them. Be a light, not a judge. Be a model, not a critic. Be part of the solution, not part of the problem.
Stephen R. Covey
#13. A good friend of mine was Lucy Ball. Her mother and my mother were best friends.
Betty White
#15. He took her like He took my mother. To torment me! To kill me and keep me alive to live dead! She did this, she let that bastard do this and your stupid loving GOD allowed it!!" ~Solomon Gorge~
Lucian Bane
#16. It happened in New York, April 10th, nineteen years ago. Even my hand balks at the date. I had to push to write it down, just to keep the pen moving on the paper. It used to be a perfectly ordinary day, but now it sticks up on the calendar like a rusty nail.
Donna Tartt
#18. Love's wounds can be healed only by the one who inflicts them.
Publilius Syrus
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