To live in Australia permanently is rather like going to a party and dancing all night with one's mother.
Behind every successful man is a proud wife and a surprised mother-in-law.
Every child growing up will look to their parents, my mother and my father. My grandmother lived with us. I picked up quite a bit of family lore and history from her, which was interesting.
A mother's arms are made of tenderness and children sleep soundly in them.
The fastest way to break the cycle of perfectionism and become a fearless is mother is to give up the idea of doing it perfectly - indeed to embrace uncertainty and imperfection.
The worst feature of a new baby is its mother's singing.
A man never sees all that his mother has been to him until it's too late to let her know that he sees it.
My mother's background was Scottish. She came from an old family, some of whom lived in upper New York State and some of whom had come over from Scotland.
When I decided to be a singer, my mother warned me I'd be alone a lot. Basically we all are. Loneliness comes with life.
My mother taught me that when you stand in the truth and someone tells a lie about you, don't fight it.
Well, I'm half Australian, half English and I live in London. That is the only reason I came upon this story. My Australian mother, Meredith Hooper, was invited in late 2007 by some Australian friends to make up a token Australian audience in a tiny fringe theater play reading of an unproduced, unrehearsed play called 'The King's Speech.'
When I was growing up my mother would say, 'Your dad may have to learn about being a father because he lost his own and that would have affected him'.
I wanted to make a human monster. His name is Coffin Baby. The idea is based on a group of people from Pasadena whose names I can't mention. His mother died and during the funeral, this baby came out of her in the coffin.
My own mother always taught me that fairness was a family value - I think equal pay is about fairness for everyone.
I have three brothers and they're all into computers. They're all intellects. My mother would pay me a quarter a page to read a book and I couldn't make 50 cents. I just couldn't do it.