A little girl asks her mother, how did you live for so long without me?
I lived in anticipation of a bright tomorrow, says the mother.
Ma, I know I am not the best, why then you say, I am the best.
Says the mother, I am not an exception my dear.
For all mothers, her child is the best.
Mother’s love is natural; emotions come naturally to her.
There is bias in mother's love.
Mother's can’t be too critical.
Mother's love is like the love a whole has for its parts.
A mother is born the day her child is born.