"They adjust, adapt, glide, accept. They are mighty in their malleability, almost to the point of a superhuman power. I grew up watching a mother who became with every new day whatever that day required of her. She produced gills when she needed gills, grew wings when the gills became obsolete, manifested ferocious speed when speed was required, and demonstrated epic patience in other more subtle circumstances."
—Elizabeth Gilbert, Committed
30 August, 2011
This quote about mothers struck me today as I was thinking about my own mother, my constant striving to be more like her, and my own malleability.