“I have a different mentality when it comes to catering to a man, I just won't allow it. Don't get me wrong, I'll do for you but I'm not taking care of no man and catering to him for life; he better be bringing something to the table. I learned that from my mother and my grandmother.” MenDifferentCareMotherTablesGrandmotherMentalityMy GrandmotherCateringDifferent Mentality Author:Teena Marie
“I shall never forget what I saw at the Museum of Modern Art: in a spotless schoolroom, fifty little girls painting away at tables covered with brushes, pots, tubes, bowls, staring into space and sticking out their tongues like the clever animals that ring a bell, tongues lolling and eyes vague. Teachers supervise these young creators of abstract art and slap their wrists if what they paint represents something and dangerously inclines toward realism. The mothers - still at the Picasso stage - are not admitted.” IfsLittlesArtStillsEyeYoungMotherGirlSpaceForgetAnimalSawsTeacherModernStagePaintingTablesPaintCreatorTongueRingsCleverStaringAbstractFiftyNever ForgetCoveredMuseumsPotBellsRealismBowlsVagueBrushesModernismSlapTubesWristsModern ArtInclineAbstract ArtSticking OutStaring Into Space Author:Jean Cocteau
“My art career actually began under the kitchen table. My mother wanted to get me out of her hair while she cooked, so she laid out some paper and pencils on the floor under the kitchen table.” ArtWantedMotherCareersHairPaperTablesProfessionKitchenPencilsKitchen TablePaper And Pencil Author:Alton Tobey
“I was born on the kitchen table. We were so poor my mother couldn't afford to have me; the lady next door gave birth to me.” MotherNextBornPoorDoorsBirthTablesKitchenKitchen Table Author:Mel Brooks
“My mother is very short - four-eleven. She could walk under tables and never hit her head.” MotherWalksFourTablesEleven Author:Mel Brooks
“Mothers send strips to daughters to make a point. Daughters smack strips down on the breakfast table to make a point. My own mom sometimes cuts a strip out and sends it to me to make sure I understand her.” SometimesMotherMy OwnInspiringCuttingMomDaughterTablesBreakfastMothers DaySmack Author:Cathy Guisewite
“At home I used to spend calm, pleasant nights with my family. My mother knit scarves for the neighborhood kids. My father helped Caleb with his homework. There was a fire in the fireplace and peace in my heart, as I was doing exactly what I was supposed to be doing, and everything was quiet. I have never been carried around by a large boy, or laughed until my stomach hurt at the dinner table, or listened to the clamor of a hundred people all talking at once. Peace is restrained; this is free.” PeopleHeartHomeKidsUsedMotherNightFatherHurtTalkingBoysFireMy HeartQuietHundredMy FamilyTablesCalmDinnerSupposed To BePleasantNeighborhoodStomachLaughedHomeworkDinner TableClamorScarvesFireplacesCaleb Author:Veronica Roth
“I often saw weary little women coming to the table after most exhausting labors, and large, bumptious husbands spreading out their hands and thanking the Lord for the meals that the dear women had prepared, as if the whole came down like manna from heaven. So I preached a sermon in the blessing I gave. You will notice that it has three heresies in it: Heavenly Father and Mother, make us thankful for all the blessings of this life, and make us ever mindful of the patient hands that oft in weariness spread our tables and prepare our daily food. For humanity's sake, Amen.” IfsLittlesWholeHandsMotherHumanityThreeFatherHeavenLordSawsAtheismBlessingHusbandLaborTablesPreparedPatientSakeDearSpreadPositive AtheismThis LifeMealsHeavenlyWearySermonsHeresyHeavenly FatherExhaustingAmenWearinessLittle Women Author:Elizabeth Cady Stanton