I sang a song at my sister's wedding. My mother forced me into that too. But that one felt all right.

My mother lived in Holland and during World War II was incarcerated in a Japanese camp for three years.

I wanted to write about my mother as she should have been if she had not been messed up by World War I.

The mother's battle for her child with sickness with poverty with war with all the forces of exploitation and callousness that cheapen human life needs to become a common human battle waged in love and in the passion for survival.

A professional soldier understands that war means killing people war means maiming people war means families left without fathers and mothers.

A man who says that no patriot should attack the war until it is over... is saying no good son should warn his mother of a cliff until she has fallen.

I perceived how that it was impossible to establish the lay people in any truth except the Scripture were plainly laid before their eyes in their mother tongue.

Silence is the mother of truth.

My mother taught me that when you stand in the truth and someone tells a lie about you don't fight it.

I don't trust anybody in my life except my mother and my dogs.

I don't trust that many people. Just my mother and my wife and a couple of friends. When I trust people it doesn't end well.

I travel like a gypsy and I didn't know how I could perform and be a mother.

Just got back from a pleasure trip: I took my mother-in-law to the airport.

My father wasn't around when I was a kid and I used to always say 'Why me? Why don't I have a father? Why isn't he around? Why did he leave my mother?' But as I got older I looked deeper and thought 'I don't know what my father was going through but if he was around all the time would I be who I am today?'

For a long time I was scared I'd find out I was like my mother.

Time is the father of truth its mother is our mind.

My grandfather on my mother's side was a professor of mechanical engineering at the Massachusetts Institute of Technology my other grandfather was a lawyer and one time Speaker of the Tennessee House of Representatives.

I have an almost religious zeal... not for technology per se but for the Internet which is for me the nervous system of mother Earth which I see as a living creature linking up.

For my confirmation I didn't get a watch and my first pair of long pants like most Lutheran boys. I got a telescope. My mother thought it would make the best gift.

My mother a teacher encouraged me to use my creativity as an actual way to make a living and my father a Mississippi physician did two things. First he taught me that all human beings should be treated equally because no one is better than anyone else and he never pressured me to become a doctor.

My father was a schoolteacher and my mother came from a teacher's family.

I was born in Norway and when I was little I went to live in Detroit Michigan. My father was a professor of philosophy at Wayne University and my mother was also a teacher.

I reached a time in college when I didn't know what I wanted to do. At that time women's careers were essentially nursing secretarial and teaching. My mother advised me to get my teacher's certificate.

My mother was a teacher my father was a community organizer. I come from a working class background.