Most wretched men / Are cradled into poetry by wrong; / They learn in suffering what they teach in song. Shelley.
Mot à mot—Word for word.
Mot à mot on fait les gros livres—Word by word big books are made. Fr. Pr.
Mot d'ordre—Watchword. Fr. 45
Mot pour rire—A jest. Fr.
Mother, a maiden is a tender thing, / And best by her that bore her understood. Tennyson.
Mother's darlings are but milksop heroes. Pr.
Mother's love is the cream of love. Pr.
Mother's truth keeps constant youth. Pr. 50
Motives are better than actions. Bovee.