Children are the anchors of a mother's life.

I remember my mother's prayers and they have always followed me. They have clung to me all my life.

I was myself brought up with my brother whose name was Matthias for he was my own brother by both father and mother and I made mighty proficiency in the improvements of my learning and appeared to have both a great memory and understanding.

I spent a lot of time in the school psychologist's office. I didn't apply myself. My mother thought I had learning disabilities.

My father is a chemist my mother was a homemaker. My parents instilled in us the feeling that learning was the most exciting thing that could happen to you and it never ends.

Well knowledge is a fine thing and mother Eve thought so but she smarted so severely for hers that most of her daughters have been afraid of it since.

Knowledge of the self is the mother of all knowledge. So it is incumbent on me to know my self to know it completely to know its minutiae its characteristics its subtleties and its very atoms.

My birth neither shook the German Empire nor caused much of an upheaval in the home. It pleased mother caused father a certain amount of pride and my elder brother the usual fraternal jealousy of a hitherto only son.

It was my mother's idea. Her feeling was that I didn't have the intelligence to pick a trade myself.

It is not ignorance but knowledge which is the mother of wonder.