Neither comprehension nor learning can take place in an atmosphere of anxiety.
Whenever I held my newborn baby in my arms, I used to think that what I said and did to him could have an influence not only on him but on all whom he met, not only for a day or a month or a year, but for all eternity - a very challenging and exciting thought for a mother.
Life isn't a matter of milestones, but of moments.
I know not age, nor weariness nor defeat.
No one will ever feel sorry for me.
It's wrong for parents to bury their children. It should be the other way around.