A mother's happiness is like a beacon, lighting up the future but reflected also on the past in the guise of fond memories.
-Honoré de Balzac-
The sweetest sounds to mortals given Are heard in Mother, Home, and Heaven.
-William Goldsmith Brown-
A mother's arms are made of tenderness…
A mother is the truest friend we have, when trials heavy and sudden, fall upon us; when adversity takes the place of prosperity; when friends who rejoice with us in our sunshine desert us; when trouble thickens around us, still will she cling to us, and endeavor by her kind precepts and counsels to dissipate the clouds of darkness, and cause peace to return to our hearts.
There never was a woman like her. She was gentle as a dove and brave as a lioness.
All that I am or ever hope to be, I owe to my angel Mother.