motherhood

A Quote by Robertson Davies on children, motherhood, and world

All mothers think their children are oaks, but the world never lacks for cabbages.

Robertson Davies (1913 - 1995)

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A Quote by Robert Streeter Aldrich on motherhood and writing

My mother encouraged my writing, but I didn't exactly follow in her footsteps. She sold everything she ever wrote.

Robert Streeter Aldrich (1920 - 1977)

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A Quote by Robert Southey on day, fear, losing, motherhood, sorrow, and tears

Oh, when a mother meets on high The babe she lost in infancy, Hath she not then for pains and fears, The day of woe, the watchful night, For all her sorrow, all her tears, An over-payment of delight?

Robert Southey (1774 - 1843)

Source: The Curse of Kehama. Canto x. Stanza 11.

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A Quote by Robert Louis Stevenson on adversity, beginning, bitterness, charity, christmas, church, clarity, dance, darkness, day, fatherhood, garden, good, home, justice, kindness, life, motherhood, nature, pain, sons, soul, and understanding

Christmas at Sea The sheets were frozen hard, and they cut the naked hand; The decks were like a slide, where a seaman scarce could stand, The wind was a nor'-wester, blowing squally off the sea; And the cliffs and spouting breakers were the only thing a-lee. They heard the surf a-roaring before the break of day; But 'twas only with the peep of light we saw how ill we lay. We tumbled every hand on deck instanter, with a shout, And we gave her the maintops'l, and stood by to go about. All day we tack'd and tack'd between the South Head and the North; All day we haul'd the frozen sheets, and got no further forth; All day as cold as charity, in bitter pain and dread, For very life and nature we tack'd from head to head. We gave the South a wider berth, for there the tide-race roar'd; But every tack we made we brought the North Head close aboard; So's we saw the cliffs and houses, and the breakers running high, And the coastguard in his garden, with his glass against his eye. The frost was on the village roofs as white as ocean foam; The good red fires were burning bright in every 'longshore home; , The windows sparkled clear, and the chimneys volley'd out; And I vow we sniff'd the victuals as the vessel went about. The bells upon the church were rung with a right jovial cheer For it's just that I should tell you how (of all days in the year) This day of our adversity was blessed Christmas morn, And the house above the coastguard's was the house where I was born. O well I saw the pleasant room, the pleasant faces there, My mother's silver spectacles, my father's silver hair; And well I saw the firelight, like a flight of homely elves Go dancing round the china-plates that stand upon the shelves! And well I knew the talk they had, the talk that was of me, Of the shadow on the household and the son that went to sea; And O the wicked fool I seem'd, in every kind of way, To be here and hauling frozen ropes on blessed Christmas Day. They lit the high sea-light, and the dark began to fall. "All hands to loose topgallant sails." I heard the captain call. "By the Lord, she'll never stand it," our first mate Jackson cried. . . . "It's the one way or the other, Mr. Jackson," he replied. She stagger'd to her bearings, but the sails were new and good, And the ship smelt up to windward just as though she understood. As the winter's day was ending, in the entry of the night, We clear'd the weary headland, and pass'd below the light. And they heaved a mighty breath, every soul on board but me, As they saw her nose again pointing handsome out to sea; But all that I could think of, in the darkness and the cold, Was just that I was leaving home and my folks were growing old.

Robert Louis Stevenson (1850 - 1894)

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A Quote by Robert Green Ingersoll on art, change, darkness, dreams, earth, heart, heaven, home, immortality, joy, life, love, motherhood, music, passion, patriotism, philosophy, poets, quiet, sacred, and world

Love is the only bow on life's dark cloud. It is the Morning and the Evening Star. It shines upon the cradle of the babe, and sheds its radiance upon the quiet tomb. It is the Mother of Art, inspirer of poet, patriot, and philosopher. It is the air and light of every heart, builder of every home, kindler of every fire on every hearth. It was the first dream of immortality. It fills the world with melody, for music is the voice of Love. Love is the magician, the enchanter, that changes worthless things to joy, and makes right royal kings of common clay. It is the perfume of the wondrous flower-the heart-and without that sacred passion, . . . we are less than beasts; but with it, earth and heaven are gods.

Robert Ingersoll (1833 - 1899)

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A Quote by Robert Fulghum on automobiles, driving, fatherhood, motherhood, perception, privacy, secrets, talent, and teaching

When my father finally got around to teaching me to drive, he was impressed at my "natural" talent for driving, not knowing that I had already been secretly driving my mother's car around the neighborhood. When I took the test and got my license and my father gave me my own set of keys to the car one night at dinner, it was a major rite of passage for him and my mother. Their perception of me had changed and was formally acknowledged. For me the occasion meant a private sanction to do in public what I had already been doing in secret.

Robert Fulghum (1937 -)

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A Quote by Robert D. Hales on caring, clarity, fatherhood, learning, motherhood, respect, and sister

I learned respect for womanhood from my father's tender caring for my mother, my sister, and his sisters. Father was the first to arise from dinner to clear the table. My sister and I would wash and dry the dishes each night at Father's request. If we were not there, Father and Mother would clean the kitchen together.

Robert D. Hales (1924 -)

Source: Friend December, 1993, “They Spoke to Us” © by Intellectual Reserve, Inc. Used by permission.

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A Quote by Robert Byrne on inventions and motherhood

Getting caught is the mother of invention.

Robert Byrne

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A Quote by Robert Burton on ignorance, motherhood, and world

For "ignorance is the mother of devotion," as all the world knows.

Robert Burton (1577 - 1640)

Source: Anatomy of Melancholy

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A Quote by Rita Rudner on husbands and motherhood

My mother buried three husbands . . . and two of them were only napping.

Rita Rudner

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