62 Mother And Son Quotes That Celebrate This Special Bond

My son is a blessing in every way.

Be strong out there, my son. Look for the love and kindness in others. Forgive yourself when you make mistakes and enjoy the journey.

The bond between mother and son lasts a lifetime. The bond between mother and son is a special one. It remains unchanged by time or distance. It is the purest love, unconditional and true. It is understanding of any situation and forgiving of any mistake.

Mother and son – there has never been, nor will there ever be anything quite as special as the bond between us.

A mother’s love for her son is a bond that can never be broken.

A man can love different women during his life, but the love for his mother is timeless.

Divine love is rare to find, and the perfect example of it can be found in the way a mother loves her son.

Only one woman is able to love a man more than she loves herself. It’s his mother.

A mother is the first love of her son, and a son is a whole world for a mother.

Mothers consider their sons as the biggest creations and the source of light in their lives.

Sons may turn into men, and grow out of their toys, but in the hearts of their mothers, they are still little boys.

A son is the only man who can complete his mother’s womanhood.

My mother carried me for ten months. I asked her ‘Mother, you had an extra month, why you didn’t make me a beautiful face?’ and mother told me, ‘My son, I was busy making your beautiful hands and heart.’

My father died when I was seven, leaving a widow and five sons, ranging in age from five to seventeen. My mother was the most highly disciplined and hardest working person I have ever known, and this, combined with her love and gentleness, enabled her to make a success of each of her children.

If a man has been his mother’s undisputed darling he retains throughout life the triumphant feeling, the confidence in success, which not seldom brings actual success along with it.

It doesn’t matter how old a son is. Even when he is big and strong he is always a small boy for his mother.

My mother is not a CIA agent, but she’s an Italian mother, and she’d do anything for her son.

If you try singling me out to my mother, she’ll be down your throat. She has three sons, and she’s equally proud of us all.

I may not be perfect, but when I look at my son I know that I got something in my life perfectly right.

Mother is her son’s first god; she must teach him the most important lesson of all, how to love.

My mother was the one constant thing in my life. When I think about my mom raising me alone when she was 20, and working and paying the bills, and, you know, trying to pursue your own dreams, I think is a feat that is unmatched.

Being raised by a single mother, I learned to appreciate and value independent women.

There was never a great man who has not had a great mother.

As mothers raising sons, we have the power to change the trajectory of not only our own sons’ lives, but also of the culture at large.

Maternal love is perhaps the most powerful, positive influence on a son’s development and life.

Now let me pray to keep you from the perils that will surely come. See life for you, my prince, has just begun.

They used to say, ‘Oh, he’s just his mother’s son,’ as a way of dismissing me. And every time I’d say, ‘Oh, yes, thank you! I’m so proud of that.’

And of course, as a son I would say this, she was the best mum in the world. She smothered us with love, that’s for sure.

To be a mother of a son is one of the most important things you can do to change the world. Raise them to respect women, raise them to stand up for others, raise them to care for the earth, raise them to be kind, compassionate and honest. If you do these things you are raising a leader – someone that will affect the lives of countless people with their morality. Their future wife and children will thank you, but most of all Heavenly Father… for anyone can raise a son, but only a faithful Daughter of God can raise a warrior.

My mother is my root, my foundation. She planted the seed that I base my life on, and that is the belief that the ability to achieve starts in your mind.

A mother’s love doesn’t make her son more dependent and timid; it actually makes him stronger and more independent.

A boy’s best friend is his mother.

Men are what their mothers made them.

Sons are the anchors of a mother’s life.

All that I am, or hope to be, I owe to my angel mother.

My mom was the person that I most looked up to for her point of view, her humor.

My mother never gave up on me. I messed up in school so much they were sending me home, but my mother sent me right back.

Happy is the son whose faith in his mother remains unchallenged.

There is an enduring tenderness in the love of a mother to a son that transcends all other affections of the heart.

Mothers are inscrutable beings to their sons, always.

Having a child makes you realize the importance of life – narcissism goes out the window. Heaven on earth is looking at my little boy. The minute he was born, I knew if I never did anything other than being a mom, I’d be fine.

Mama was my greatest teacher, a teacher of compassion, love and fearlessness. If love is sweet as a flower, then my mother is that sweet flower of love.

Raising boys has made me a more generous woman than I really am. Undoubtedly, there are other routes to learning the wishes and dreams of the presumably opposite sex, but I know of none more direct, or more highly motivating, than being the mother of sons.

The most important mark I will leave on this world is my son.

To wake up to the sound of my son saying, ‘Mama, mama!’ It’s the best sound ever.

My mother was the most beautiful woman I ever saw. All I am I owe to my mother. I attribute my success in life to the moral, intellectual and physical education I received from her.

My mother was the making of me. She was so true and so sure of me, I felt that I had someone to live for – someone I must not disappoint. The memory of my mother will always be a blessing to me.

Happy the boy whose mother is tired of talking nonsense to him before he is old enough to know the sense of it.

Life began with waking up and loving my mother’s face.

More than mother and son, they were accomplices in solitude.

Ain’t a woman alive who could take my mama’s place.

I am a boy mom, and I keep my eyes on the goal: raising the boy I love into a man who will make this world a better place.

The only man who has stolen my heart is my son.

Son, you remind me how so much depends on days made of now.

I listen to my mother, and that keeps me out of trouble. I’m a good son.

I want my son to become aware that he is in charge of the choices he makes, and it’s good to make thoughtful, good choices.

Yet now in my arms, I was holding a helpless baby boy who would grow into a man — I cannot imagine that soft little face one day having whiskers.

Twenty years on I still feel the love she gave us and that is testament to her massive heart and her amazing ability to be a great mother.

Of course, my son has been the center of my life and will always be the center of my love. When he was young, I was the rock in his life. Now that I am old, he is the rock in my life.

Even more than the time when she gave birth, a mother feels her greatest joy when she hears others refer to her son as a wise learned one.

A boy needs his mother’s respect. Not only her love but also her respect.

My mother raised me, a single parent, so it’s apparent that I got love for my mother, none of you other fuckers.