When I stopped seeing my mother with the eyes of a child, I saw the woman who helped me give birth to myself.
Nancy FridayOh, I know all about my mother and me,' you may say. 'All that business with my mother was over years ago.' You don't and it wasn't.
Nancy FridayIn a baby's first months, the earliest patterns of intimacy or distrust are forever grooved into his soul.
Nancy Friday