Pastoral Resources

I played with dolls until I was 15. My mother encouraged it because my older sister got married when she was 15, so Mom thought that the longer I stayed with dolls, the better.

My mother took my picture to a model agency and the rest is history.

I watched my mother waste her life on housework and swore I'd never do that. Dave does the cooking.

I'm a hopeless mother; a hopeless wife; I have to try harder. I'm just a pathetic case history, really.

They said I was a married mother of two but the record sounded like an indie album and they didn't know how to market it! This country is incredibly sexist, as is the music and media industry.

Without Khomeini, we would not be where we are. What a pity that, when pregnant with him, his mother did not choose to have an abortion.

When my father was arrested, we didn't know where they had him. My mother found him at the house of torture. It was called Villa Triste.

That satisfied me until I began to figure that if God loved all his children equally, why did he bother about my red hat and let other people lose their fathers and mothers for always?

Necessity, the mother of invention.

Because wherever I am today, I still owe it to God and I owe it to two men - the Honorable Elijah Muhammad and Malcolm X and of course, two very special women, my mother and my wife.

I used to love to play dress-up, where you get your mother's or your grandmother's dresses and high heels.

That's so different in Hong Kong when I'm using my own mother language, I can treat the line in one thousand different ways, with many different reactions.

If a writer has to rob his mother, he will not hesitate: The 'Ode on a Grecian Urn' is worth any number of old ladies.

I can't think why mothers love them. All babies do is leak at both ends.

I grew up to have my father's looks, my father's speech patterns, my father's posture, my father's opinions, and my mother's contempt for my father.

My mother is looking forward to it even more than me! I'll be showing her the bright lights of New York.

My mother's been married many, many times and grew up believing in love like that. It's remarkable.

The lullaby is the spell whereby the mother attempts to transform herself back from an ogre to a saint.

My last son is leaving to go to college; my grandchildren are being born. My mother is living with me.

The man in our society is the breadwinner; the woman has enough to do as the homemaker, wife and mother.