“When you finally go back to your old hometown, you find it wasn't the old home you missed but your childhood.”
"Family is like branches on a tree, we all grow in different directions, but our roots remain as one."
“A mother's love for her child is like nothing else in the world. It knows no law, no pity. It dares all things and crushes down remorselessly all that stands in its path. "
Agatha Christie, The Hound of Death