You know how Van Nuys got its name? Well, one day my little old Jewish mother was visiting me, and I took her to the top of the Hollywood Hills and had her view the valley below just at sunset. Well, mama, what would you call that? And she said, Ver nize.
Mama says that, happiness is from magic rays of sunshine that come down when you're feeling blue.
...Mama used to say that when you don't know what to do, do nothing. She meant you can try too hard to solve a problem. If you give it a little time, the answer might just come to you plain as day.
Every day I wake up, I say, 'Damn, I hope I don't get that call today.' I don't want to lose my mama. When I start thinking about that, I fall into a hole.
Mama always taught her children that words were pretty, but anyone can talk. She said, pay attention to that man or woman who acted, who did, who performed. She taught us to trust in thing we could see, not that we heard.
Mama wrote a letter to my father saying' I want to work with you' and she ended the letter saying' in Italian I can only say ti amo( I love you)' and of course the press used that to say women are sexual predators, in 1949 they made a first film together,' Stromboli', and they fell in love and my mother became pregnant with my brother Roberto before she could obtain a divorce.
A scientist, an artist, a citizen is not like a child who needs papa methodology and mama rationality to give him security and direction, he can take care of himself, for he is the inventor not only of laws, theories, pictures, plays, forms of music, ways of dealing with his fellow man, institutions, but also entire world view, he is the inventor of entire forms of like.
If a man loves you . . . he's willing to profess it. He'll give you a title after a while. You're going to be his lady, his woman, his fiancée, his wife, his baby's mama, something.
Papa loved Mama, Mama loved men, Mama's in the graveyard, Papa's in the pen.
Kind of wish I was dead. Maybe, I'll blow my brains out, mama, or maybe I'll go bowling.
Give me lace and whiskey, Mama's own remedy.
Ever since I was an itty bitty kitty, been drinking liquor out of Mama's titty.
Hey motor cycle mama, you gonna marry me?
On a cold and gray Chicago morning another little baby child is born in the ghetto, and his Mama cries.
Dear mama, yo baby boys doing fine tell the homies I'm in heaven and they aint got hoods.
My own grandmother went to great lengths to make sure I knew simple things like how and when to open the door for a lady. And the best thing my mama taught me was to pray.
I was raised by my great-great aunt. I was adopted within our family. My mother had me when she was, I think, 15, 16. They tried to get her to have an abortion and she refused. So, my 'mama' adopted me, which was really her great aunt, which was really my great-great aunt, who was named Viola Dickerson. I was told that my mother was my sister.
Mama, don't take my Kodachrome away.
Before you ask some girl for her hand now, keep your freedom for as long as you can now. My Mama told me, you better shop around.
He got drunk last night, kicked Mama down the stairs. But I'm alright, so I don't care.
I'm an amazing mama's boy.
Came out my mama's pussy, I'm on welfare. Twenty-six years old, still on welfare.
It was hell, hugging my Mama from a jail cell.
Mama, you know you raised me with no father figure. I wanna take this time to thank you, even though I'm doing life.
Mama, why do I always fall for the crazy ones?
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