Veronica Roth Quotes

I loved my mother, she's a good girl.

The bottom line is that I'm very, very proud of my mom.

I now go to my dad's grave to read scripts and learn lines. It's the most peaceful place. I go to see him, and it's fantastic.

Growing up, we were a poor yet tightknit family. My mother worked multiple jobs and always made sure that her kids never had to want for anything.

My mother is my first role model. We have lived every dream together. The way she has balanced everything in life makes me want to be like her.

To give someone a piece of your heart, is worth more than all the wealth in the world.

My mother is more of an adviser. I followed everything she did when I was younger, because I looked up to her so much.

The best gift you can give someone is a part of your soul.

The shadow of my mother danced around the room to a tune that my own shadow sang.

My mother was the one constant in my life. When I think about my mom raising me alone when she was 20, and working and paying the bills, and, you know, trying to pursue your own dreams, I think is a feat that is unmatched.

Everybody wants to save the Earth; nobody wants to help Mom do the dishes.

Sometimes, mothers say and do things that seem like they don't want their kids... but when you look more closely, you realize that they're doing those kids a favor. They're just trying to give them a better life.

For their entire lives, even before they met you, your mother and father held their love for you inside their hearts like an acorn holds an oak tree.

The three words every woman really longs to hear: I'll clean up.

Hee that wipes the childs nose, kisseth the mothers cheeke.

As bad as I was, as much trouble and worry as I caused my mother, I loved her.

Give a glass of water, you give it to me. Receive a little child, you receive me.

I am the mother that bore you, and your sorrow is my agony; and if you don't hate her, i do' Then, mother, you make me love her more. She is unjustly treated by you, and I must make the balance even.

My first vivid memory is...when first I looked into her face and she looked into mine. That I do remember, and that exchanging looks I have carried with me all of my life. We recognized each other. I was her child and she was my mother.

My mom had four kids, one with special needs. She had a full-time job, and she still came home and made dinner for us every night, from scratch. It was amazing.

I am asking of no man more than I myself was ready throughout four years to do

I gave you the best of me, he'd told her once, and with every beat of her son's heart, she knew he'd done exactly that.

We love best those who are, or act for us, a self we do not wish to be or act out.

One fine day as my mother was putting the bread in the oven, I went up to her and taking her by her flour-smeared elbow I said to her, Mama I want to be a painter.

I cannot tell you how much I owe to the solemn word of my good mother.