All right. It is so, then. But not to me. Not in my life and my love.

I'm nobody's child.
You're mine now. Not my child, but mine, to miss you when you go, to look out for you, to hope you'll be careful.

If we fail to look after others when they need help, who will look after us?

I got you to look after me, and you got me to look after you, and that's
why.

Even if you love a lady, don't say you will take care of her while someone else is catering for your needs.

God, sometimes you just don't come through. Do you need a woman to look after you?

I will look after you and I will look after anybody you say needs to be looked after, any way you say. I am here. I brought my whole self to you. I am your mother.

If I'm not for myself, who will be for me?
If not this way, how? If not now, when?

I am not to speak to you, I am to think of you when I sit alone or
wake at night alone,
I am to wait, I do not doubt I am to meet you again,
I am to see to it that I do not lose you.

...its a rather pleasant change when all your life you've had people looking after you, to have someone to look after yourself. Only of course it has to be someone pretty hopeless to need looking after by me.

Taking care of yourself doesn't mean me first, it means me too.

If not you, then who? If not now, when?

Do you care for me at all? Or do you only need me?

You'd better take care of me, Lord. If you don't, you're gonna have me on your hands.