The creative strength is good enough and deep enough to bring itself to flower and to grow in spite of this sickness.
If I want to die, what am I saving myself for?
The rose-garden world of perfection is a lie and a bore too!
What do you do with mother love and mother wit when the babies are grown and gone away?
A humane and authentic book written by another voice from the trenches.
all children blackmail their parents with their innocence.