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“You come from your mauma, you sleep in the bed with her till you're near twenty years grown, and you still don't know what haunches in the dark corners of her.”

Book:The Invention of Wings

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The Invention of Wings

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Sue Monk Kidd

Sue Monk Kidd is an American author known for her novels, particularly 'The Secret Garden' and 'The Invention of Wings'. Born on August 12, 1948, she has a passion for literature and writing from a young age. more

“I never thought to ascribe my mother's emotional and physical exhaustion to the lack of a husband and father; rather, I ascribed it to my existence. In other words, I grew up learning the exact opposite of what Eisenhower was taught. I learned that if I didn't exist, the family would be better off. I grew up believing that if I had never been born, things would be easier for the people I loved. (page 35)”

Childhood Parenting Mothers Father And Son Single Mothers

Book:Father Fiction: Chapters for a Fatherless Generation

Source: Father Fiction: Chapters for a Fatherless Generation

“Whenever a group produces murderers, the early parental relationship must have been abusive and neglectful. Yet this elementary truth has not even begun to be considered in historical research; just stating that poor mothering lies behind wars seems blasphemous.”

War Murder Betrayal Mothers Child Abuse Capture Bonding

Book:The Emotional Life of Nations

Source: The Emotional Life of Nations

“In all ages woman has been the source of all that is pure, unselfish, and heroic in the spirit and life of man.....poetry and fiction are based upon woman's love, and the movements of history are mainly due to the sentiments or ambitions she has inspired......there is no aspiration which any man here to-night entertains, no achievement he seeks to accomplish, no great and honorable ambition he desires to gratify, which is not directly related to either or both a mother or a wife. From the hearth-stone around which linger the recollections of our mother, from the fireside where our wife awaits us, come all the purity, all the hope, and all the courage with which we fight the battle of life. The man who is not thus inspired, who labors not so much to secure the applause of the world as the solid and more precious approval of his home, accomplishes little of good for others or of honor for himself. I close with the hope that each of us may always have near us: 'A perfect woman, nobly planned, To warn, to comfort, and command, And yet a spirit still, and bright With something of an angel light.”

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Author:Chauncey M. Depew

“Mom lied. The crust is the shittiest part.”