A mystic sees beyond the illusion of separateness into the intricate web of life in which all things are expressions of a single Whole. You can call this web God, the Tao, the Great Spirit, the Infinite Mystery, Mother or Father, but it can be known only as love.
An ounce of mother wit is worth a pound of clergy.
Ignorance is the mother of prejudice.
When brain and heart frequencies entrain, they enter a synchronous, resonant, or coherent wave pattern. Though rare in adults, such entrainment is critical to full development of our human nature… The same entrainment of heart frequencies occurs between mother and infant during breast-feeding and other close body contact.
Remember to think of your departed mother always as living, just away in another room of our Father’s house.
Poverty is the mother of crime.
Death is the mother of forms.
Necessity! thou mother of the world.
The true creator is necessity, who is the mother of our invention.
Laughing at his own son, who got his mother, and by his mother's means his father also, to indulge him, he told him that he had the most power of any one in Greece: "For the Athenians command the rest of Greece, I command the Athenians, your mother commands me, and you command your mother."
Beware of covetousness, which is a malady, diseaseful, incurable. Intimacy with it is impossible, it makes the sweet friend bitter, it alienates the trusted one from his master, it makes father and mother mad… it divorces a man’s wife.
There never was child so lovely but his mother was glad to get him asleep.
Employment, which Galen calls "Nature's physician," is so essential to human happiness that indolence is justly considered as the mother of misery.
Life was a lot simpler when what we honored was father and mother rather than all major credit cards.
Discretion is the mother of virtue.
A mother is a mother still, the holiest thing alive.
Leisure and solitude are the best effect of riches, because mother of thought. Both are avoided by most rich men, who seek company and business, which are signs of being weary of themselves.
Children are the anchors that hold a mother to life.
A child tells in the street what its father and mother say at home.
Security is the mother of danger and the grandmother of destruction.