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Ye Children of Man! whose life is a span, Protracted with sorrow from day to day, Naked and featherless, feeble and querulous, Sickly, calamitous creatures of clay!

Ye Children of Man! whose life is a span, Protracted with sorrow from day to day, Naked and featherless, feeble and querulous, Sickly, calamitous creatures of clay!

Aristophanes, John Hookham Frere (1839). “The Birds: Intended to Convey Some Notion of Its Effect as an Acted Play, and to Illustrate Certain Points of Dramatic Humour and Character Discoverable in the Original”, p.38

The end of a novel, like the end of a children's dinner-party, must be made up of sweetmeats and sugar-plums.

Anthony Trollope (2016). “Anthony Trollope: The Chronicles of Barsetshire & The Palliser Novels (Unabridged): The Warden + The Barchester Towers + Doctor Thorne + Framley Parsonage + The Small House at Allington + The Last Chronicle of Barset + Can You Forgive Her? + The Prime Minister + Eustace Diamonds...”, p.707, e-artnow (Open Publishing)

Medicine comes with hope: the hope of having a healthy child, the hope of being able to raise your family.

"Annie Lennox + Dr. Mitch Besser". Interview with Maranda Pleasant, www.marandapleasantmedia.com.

When you have children, you're obligated to live.

Anne Tyler (1992). “Dinner at the Homesick Restaurant”

I am tearing the feathers out of the pillows, waiting, waiting for Daddy to come home and stuff me so full of our infected child that I turn invisible, but married, at last.

Anne Sexton, Diane Wood Middlebrook, Diana Hume George (2000). “Selected Poems of Anne Sexton”, p.254, Houghton Mifflin Harcourt