“Mothers arms are made of tenderness, And sweet sleep blesses the child who lies therein.”

“The arms of mothers are made of tenderness; in them children sleep profoundly.”

“The transept belfry and the two towers were to him three great cages, the birds in which, taught by him, would sing for him alone. Yet it was these same bells which had made him deaf; but mothers are often fondest of the child who has made them suffer most.”

“Blessed be Providence which has given to each his toy: the doll to the child, the child to the woman, the woman to the man, the man to the devil.”

“the goodness of the mother is written on the gaiety of the child.”

“mothers are often fondest of the child which has caused them the greatest pain.”

“To lie a little is not possible: he who lies, lies the whole lie.”