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The bravest battle that ever was fought;
Shall I tell you where and when?
On the maps read more
The bravest battle that ever was fought;
Shall I tell you where and when?
On the maps of the world you will find it not;
It was fought by the mothers of men.
- Joaquin Miller (pseudonym of Cincinnatus Hiner Miller),
The mother said to her daughter, "Daughter, bid thy daughter tell
her daughter that her daughter's daughter hath a read more
The mother said to her daughter, "Daughter, bid thy daughter tell
her daughter that her daughter's daughter hath a daughter."
Too often we underestimate the power of a touch, a smile, a kind word, a listening ear, an honest compliment, read more
Too often we underestimate the power of a touch, a smile, a kind word, a listening ear, an honest compliment, or the smallest act of caring, all of which have the potential to turn a life around.
We know that birth takes a woman from one place in her life to another. The birth of a child read more
We know that birth takes a woman from one place in her life to another. The birth of a child certainly does change her viewpoint of herself and I believe her viewpoint of the world.
I feel the capacity to care is the thing which gives life its deepest significance.
I feel the capacity to care is the thing which gives life its deepest significance.
At the cross, her station keeping,
Stood the mournful mother, weeping,
Where He hung, the dying Lord.
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At the cross, her station keeping,
Stood the mournful mother, weeping,
Where He hung, the dying Lord.
[Lat., Stabat mater, dolorosa
Juxta crucem lacrymosa
Que pendebat Filius.]
There was a place in childhood that I remember well,
And there a voice of sweetest tone bright fairy read more
There was a place in childhood that I remember well,
And there a voice of sweetest tone bright fairy tales did tell.
When a woman is twenty, a child deforms her; when she is thirty, he preserves her; and when forty, he read more
When a woman is twenty, a child deforms her; when she is thirty, he preserves her; and when forty, he makes her young again.
There is none,
In all this cold and hollow world, no fount
Of deep, strong, deathless love, read more
There is none,
In all this cold and hollow world, no fount
Of deep, strong, deathless love, save that within
A mother's heart.