Character: Mother

Friends come and go, but brothers and sisters always stay.

We want one thing and get another.

You never had comrades, Tom. Your only friends were books.

You can survive all these starters, hot dishes, but I won’t give dessert to anyone.

The day may well end as it began: nothing too serious or important. Just good. Very good!

Haven't you realized that we love you? You think we don't understand. You're right. We do not understand. But I love you. I love you! And this cannot be taken away from me.

I smoke 2-3 a day. It's not a disaster. I quit throwing.

With children you know nothing except mental anxiety. Eternal care and trouble.

We mothers never any war waged, son. We only paid for them with their children.

Why did he not immediately told about it?
- I don't know, honey. Maybe it's pride? I can respect that.

- What do they want?
- I don't know, but they came to see ME.

- I'm hurt that I wasn't enough.
You can not blame. I always just enough, otherwise I would not be able to do, but I need to do is my job, this is the essence of me. And now, I have to start all over again.
- No! Let me go.
- I needed something else.
- I have nothing more to give.
Your love is she still inside?
Yes. Come on. Take it.

- No, please! I love you.
- No, you didn't love me. You love only my love. I gave you everything I could. And you gave them everything!

Not only the age makes the man head of the family.