The Day You Became A Mother Quotes

#1. I Can ... The best two words anyone can say ever

Mohammed Sekouty

#2. You have to be able to recognize your truths in the daylight before you can find them in the dark.

Kelli Jae Baeli

#3. Somehow the events set the seal on the day. It became a broken crockery day, a day of people getting under each other's feet and being peevish. Esk's mother dropped a jug that had belonged to her grandmother

Terry Pratchett

#4. Debt is a social and ideological construct, not a simple economic fact.

Noam Chomsky

#5. A Nobel Prize winner was asked how he became a scientist. He said that every day after school, his mother would ask him not what he learned but whether he asked a good question today. That, he said, was how he became a scientist.

Thomas L. Friedman

#6. As a girl my temper often got out of bounds. But one day when I became angry at a friend over some trivial matter, my mother said to me, Elizabeth, anyone who angers you conquers you.

Elizabeth Kenny

#7. Like my mother, I was always saying, 'I'll fix my life one day.' It became clear when I saw her die without fulfilling her dreams that my time was now or maybe never.

Liz Murray

#8. Always remember, no matter what life throws at you, never forget your dreams because the day you stop dreaming, you've officially became the average mother fucker.

Jasmine Ciera

#9. I grew up without a father, who was kept a mystery to me. There was a sense of uprootedness, things being one day here and the next day not; a sense anything could happen. Then, all of a sudden, my mother met my stepfather, and her life became happier, and my life changed, my name changed.

John Irving

#10. It is useless to send armies against ideas.

Georg Brandes

#11. It is better to conceal ignorance.

Heraclitus

#12. Friends and family are vitally important for an individual who is struggling to return to the gospel path. Those around such a person must refrain from judging. They must do all they can to show love.

M. Russell Ballard

#13. When there was a crack in something it only widened if you didn't tend to it. Let it go long enough, a crack became a break, and you had a hell of a mess on your hands.

Nora Roberts

#14. My arms wrapped about little Jala, little sister, hot with fever but the fire grew too hot, and so, in my arms, her flesh cooled to dawn-stone, mother keening - Jala was the ember now lifeless, and from that day, in mother's eyes, I became naught but its bed of ash.

Steven Erikson