In their 30s women really start to live... they're not children anymore and they're not just mothers.

For any of us in this room today let's start out by admitting we're lucky. We don't live in the world our mothers lived in our grandmothers lived in where career choices for women were so limited.

When I get up and work out I'm working out just as much for my girls as I am for me because I want them to see a mother who loves them dearly who invests in them but who also invests in herself. It's just as much about letting them know as young women that it is okay to put yourself a little higher on your priority list.

My mother was very strong. Once she picked up a coconut and smashed it against my father's head. It taught me about women defending themselves and not collapsing in a heap.

All women become like their mothers. That is their tragedy. No man does. That's his.

This land which we have watered with our tears and our blood is now our mother country and we are well satisfied to stay where wisdom abounds and gospel is free.

My mother is a great source of advice and wisdom and consolation for me.

Memory is the mother of all wisdom.

I sang a song at my sister's wedding. My mother forced me into that too. But that one felt all right.

My mother lived in Holland and during World War II was incarcerated in a Japanese camp for three years.

I wanted to write about my mother as she should have been if she had not been messed up by World War I.

The mother's battle for her child with sickness with poverty with war with all the forces of exploitation and callousness that cheapen human life needs to become a common human battle waged in love and in the passion for survival.

A professional soldier understands that war means killing people war means maiming people war means families left without fathers and mothers.

A man who says that no patriot should attack the war until it is over... is saying no good son should warn his mother of a cliff until she has fallen.

I perceived how that it was impossible to establish the lay people in any truth except the Scripture were plainly laid before their eyes in their mother tongue.

Silence is the mother of truth.

My mother taught me that when you stand in the truth and someone tells a lie about you don't fight it.

I don't trust anybody in my life except my mother and my dogs.

I don't trust that many people. Just my mother and my wife and a couple of friends. When I trust people it doesn't end well.

I travel like a gypsy and I didn't know how I could perform and be a mother.

Just got back from a pleasure trip: I took my mother-in-law to the airport.

My father wasn't around when I was a kid and I used to always say 'Why me? Why don't I have a father? Why isn't he around? Why did he leave my mother?' But as I got older I looked deeper and thought 'I don't know what my father was going through but if he was around all the time would I be who I am today?'

For a long time I was scared I'd find out I was like my mother.

Time is the father of truth its mother is our mind.