There are so many wonderful mothers in classic literature. Below are some of our favorites.
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Marmee from Little Women
Dedicated and selfless, Marmee left us with the wisdom to prioritize love and relationships and always practice gratitude.
"If rank and money come with love and virtue, also, I should accept them gratefully, and enjoy your good fortune, but I know, by experience, how much genuine happiness can be had in a plain little house, where the daily bread is earned, and some privations give sweetness to the few pleasures."
"If rank and money come with love and virtue, also, I should accept them gratefully, and enjoy your good fortune, but I know, by experience, how much genuine happiness can be had in a plain little house, where the daily bread is earned, and some privations give sweetness to the few pleasures."
Mrs. Bennet from Pride and Prejudice
Mrs. Bennet's dramatic exchanges with her daughters and husband have provided comic relief for readers for years.
"'Mr. Bennet, how can you abuse your own children in such a way? You take delight in vexing me. You have no compassion for my poor nerves.'
'You mistake me, my dear. I have a high respect for your nerves. They are my old friends. I have heard you mention them with consideration these last twenty years at least.'"
"'Mr. Bennet, how can you abuse your own children in such a way? You take delight in vexing me. You have no compassion for my poor nerves.'
'You mistake me, my dear. I have a high respect for your nerves. They are my old friends. I have heard you mention them with consideration these last twenty years at least.'"
Raksha from The Jungle Book
Throughout The Jungle Book, Raksha raised Mowgli as one of her own cubs. The wolf pack taught us that unconditional love can break all of the notions that family must be made up of the same DNA.
"'Come soon,' said Mother Wolf, 'little naked son of mine; for, listen, child of man, I loved thee more than ever I loved my cubs.'"
"'Come soon,' said Mother Wolf, 'little naked son of mine; for, listen, child of man, I loved thee more than ever I loved my cubs.'"