We aren’t poor,” my mother said, again and again. “Because we’re rich in love.

…I’m very rich because I’m loved by all my people, it’s a very beautiful thing. No money could surpass that. The love that my people feel for me is just so tremendous. It’s a lovely feeling.

When it comes to love, compassion, and other feelings of the heart, I am rich.

A life lived with love is rich, abundant, and rewarding, and if we can share that with someone special, all the better.

I was deeply in love with my mother. She was very beautiful and in many ways unattainable. She changed between being very cold and very warm, and she would reject us children on and off. You never quite knew what she would do. But I was very certain of one thing: I loved her passionately. That’s one of my earliest childhood memories. That I had such strong ties to my mother.

"You are both rich, my friends," said Ozma, gently; "and your riches are the only riches worth having — the riches of content!"

But my mom was never bitter that things didn’t go her way better. She was surrounded by love, and to her that was better than money.

…she rejoiced as only mothers can in the good fortunes of their children.

Love is worth so much more than money. There are so many people who are filthy rich, but have nobody to genuinely love them. Unconditional love is priceless. If you have someone who really loves you for your heart, without any conditions, then you are truly one of the wealthiest people in the world.

Love is the grandest thing on God's earth, but fortunate the lover who has plenty of money.

My mom used to tell me that whatever you do, marry someone who loves you more than you love him.

No man is poor who has a Godly mother.

They didn't understand it and I tried to make them see That one is only poor only if they choose to be Now I know we had no money but I was rich as I could be In my coat of many colors that Momma made for me Made just for me...

The reason I must be rich is because I have you kids.