No language can express the power, and beauty, and heroism, and majesty of a mother’s love. It shrinks not where man cowers, and grows stronger where man faints, and over wastes of worldly fortunes sends the radiance of its quenchless fidelity like a star. – Edwin Hubbell Chapin

All women become like their mothers. That is their tragedy. No man does. That’s his. – Oscar Wilde, The Importance of Being Earnest, 1895

A woman has two smiles that an angel might envy, the smile that accepts a lover before words are uttered, and the smile that lights on the first born babe, and assures it of a mother’s love. – Thomas C. Haliburton