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

Mother, Motherhood, Home, Love, Attachment

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

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"The babe at first feeds upon the mother's bosom, but it is always on her heart."

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"The longest tenured First LOVE and Greatest TEACHER, in-fact life long, is none the other, but Mother."

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"People who lost their mother should be careful about committing crime, because probably no one else is praying to save you."

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"A mother's love is more beautiful than any fresh flower."

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"I had a really happy childhood - my siblings were great, my mother was very fanciful, and I loved to read. But there was always financial strife."

Patti Smith, American Musician

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"Few misfortunes can befall a boy which bring worse consequence than to have a really affectionate mother."

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"I still have my bad days when I think I'm not getting everything I deserve. But those pass quickly once my Mother gets on the phone and says, 'listen, we used to eat rocks and walk 80 miles a day to school."

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"Until I got married, when I used to go out, my mother said good bye to me as though I was emigrating."

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"I know Mother named me after a railroad man, but it's too late now, I'm afraid. Much, much too late."

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"I want to thank my mother and my father for teaching me to have a dream. You are seeing my dream come true."

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"Someday I would have lovers and write a poem after"

Art

"The expression in her eyes was bitter as nightshade. 'You ask me about regret? Let me tell you a few things about regret, my darling. There is no end to it. You cannot find the beginning of the chain that brought us from there to here. Should you regret the whole chain, and the air between, or each link separately, as if you could uncouple them? Do you regret the beginning which ended so badly, or just the ending itself? I've given more thought to this question than you can begin to imagine."

Regret

"For what is writing besides capturing thoughts that belong to all of us, so that we can recognize ourselves, undestand ourselves, and perhaps, each other. Every thoughtful book about love makes us better lovers, I think. It opens the gates of perception."

Gratitude

"I always read poetry before I write, to sensitize me to the rhythms and music of language."

Illusion

"The cake had a trick candle that wouldn't go out, so I didn't get my wish. Which was just that it would always be like this, that my life could be a party just for me."

Happiness

"Who am I? I am who I say I am and tomorrow someone else entirely. You are too nostalgic, you want memory to secure you, console you. The past is a bore. What matters is only oneself and what one creates from what one has learned. Imagination uses what it needs and discards the rest - where you want to erect a museum. Don't hoard the past, Astrid. Don't cherish anything. Burn it. The artist is the phoenix who burns to emerge."

Transformation

"Don't sulk. you're acting just like a man."

Humor

"My mother once wrote a poem about rivers. They were women, she wrote. Starting out small girls, tiny streams decorated with wildflowers. They were torrents, gouging paths through sheer granite, flinging themselves off cliffs, fearless and irresistible. Later, they grew fat servicable, broad slow curves carrying commerce and sewage, but in their unconscious depths catfish gorged, grew the size of barges, and in the hundred - year storms, they rose up, forgetting the promises they made, the wedding vows, and drowned everything for miles around. Finally they gave out, birth - emptied, malarial, into a fan of swamps that met the ocean."

Nature

"A month ago she would have been embarrassed at the confidence. Now she felt a surprising kinship. She was a citizen of the new land, a country she had never before visited, only a rumor, this vast unseen tract, its boundary exactly that of the whole world, taking up the space and shape of the world but completely unlike it. It had a different atmosphere, hard to breathe, and how heavy you were here, it pulled you down like the gravity on Jupiter."

Awakening

"His voice was cloves and nightingales, it took us to spice markets in the Celebs, we drifted with him on a houseboat beyond the Coral Sea. We were like cobras following a reed flute."

Love