That strong mother doesn't tell her cub, Son, stay weak so the wolves can get you. She says, Toughen up, this is reality we are living in.

Acceptance, tolerance, bravery, compassion. These are the things my mom taught me!

Let France have good mothers, and she will have good sons.

My mother told me to keep on singing, and that kept me working through the cotton fields. She said God has his hand on you. You'll be singing for the world someday.

My mother insisted that her children read.

Art keeps me alive. I've obviously been devastated or heartbroken all my life, since my mother's death.