A mother is the truest friend we have...
A father may turn his back on his child, … . but a mother's love endures through all.
The tie which links mother and child is of such pure and immaculate strength as to be never violated.
The love of a mother is never exhausted. It never changes - it never tires - it endures through all; in good repute, in bad repute. In the face of the world's condemnation, a mother's love still lives on.
There is an enduring tenderness in the love of a mother to a son that trancends all other affections of the heart