There's no way to repay a mother's love, or lack of it.

Mother's love always peace as it not to be acquired nor deserved.

Mother's love outlives everything

Umoristica (materna): "Aveva la dote più apprezzata dei neonati, ovvero l'Arte Di Mettere Su Peso

You and you're everything is scarce; There’s no one like you. You are fantastic and You will always be You.

You're leaving, "she said, rising to her feet. "I knew it was coming.""How?""I'm your mother. You're the breath of my lungs and the beat of my heart. I know you very well.

I've given you everything," she insisted again and again in her last days. "Yes," I agreed. She had, it was true. She did. She did. She'd come at us with maximum maternal velocity. She hadn't held back a thing, not a single lick of her love.

We love our mother unknowingly, and only realize how deep-rooted that love is at the ultimate separation.

Hush. Listen now. I need to say a couple of mom things.Listen, because this is important. Eat more- you're getting too skinny. And smile. Oh, and don't believe anyone who says they'll pay you back later; they never do.And one more thing, I have never loved one single thing in my life more than you. You were worth living for, and Ember, you were worth dying for.

And I realized when you look at your mother, you are looking at the purest love you will ever know.