Mom Quotes - Page 48

I believe life is about balance. My mom was brilliant, yet manipulative. Beautiful, but had more voices in her head than the Wu-Tang Clan. Loves her kids, killed her last husband. I say last husband because you don't get another one after that.

My mom told me as a youngster I was always intellectual, like as far as being able to adapt fast and quick. But I had a fun childhood, went to regular school.

The story of a mother's life: Trapped between a scream and a hug.

Truth could never be wholly contained in words. All of us know it: At the same moment the mouth is speaking one thing, the heart is saying another.

Sorry, are you telling me that your demon-slaying buddies need to be driven to their next assignment with the forces of darkness by my mom?

You have to have curiosity in life. The moment you don't have any more curiosity, then don't do anything. Retire and stay in your house.

Poetry, above all is a series of intense moments ­ its power is not in narrative. I'm not dealing with facts, I'm dealing with emotion.

You must live life in such a spirit that you make in every moment the best of possibilities.

Flow in the living moment - We are always in a process of becoming and nothing is fixed.

Meditation takes place when you bring all your awareness to this moment.

At every moment where language can't go, that's your mind.

My mother tried to kill me when I was a baby. She denied it. She said she thought the plastic bag would keep me fresh.

We're so busy watching out for what's just ahead of us that we don't take time to enjoy where we are.

All of us kids ended up 'doing Mom.' There are four of us who've tried show business. Five if you insist on counting my sister the nun, who does liturgical dance.

And she is going to dance, dance hungry, dance full, dance each cold astonishing moment, now when she is young and again when she is old.

My mom and dad, you're my heart, thank you for keeping me going all these years and never letting me give up.

I hate that blacks and Hispanics are pitted against each other I really do, call me naive, I grew up in an adopted family where my mom is Christian and Caucasian, my dad is Jewish, my sister is Mexican and I don't know, I don't tan so well. I think I'm mostly Irish.

My youngest sister, Cindy, has Down syndrome, and I remember my mother spending hours and hours with her, teaching her to tie her shoelaces on her own, drilling multiplication tables with Cindy, practicing piano every day with her. No one expected Cindy to get a Ph.D.! But my mom wanted her to be the best she could be, within her limits.

There appears to be momentum towards more and more misunderstandings between religions, a degradation of relations.

For me, acting is not an all-consuming thing, except for the moment when I am actually doing it.

No role is more challenging, rewarding and inspiring than my real-life role as a mom and a wife.

My favorite songs are my favorite songs because they just feel like a certain moment, or a certain photo, just a snapshot for whatever three or four minutes the song is.

But my friends are happy for me. The people who know me are happy. My mom is happy. My family is happy.

No ordinary work done by a man is either as hard or as responsible as the work of a woman who is bringing up a family of small children; for upon her time and strength demands are made not only every hour of the day but often every hour of the night.

The words get easier the moment you stop fearing them.