Children might or might not be a blessing, but to create them and then fail them was surely damnation.
Suicidal glory is the luxury of the irresponsible.
It’s a . . . transcendental act. Making life. . . . ‘By this act, I bring one death into the world.’ One birth, one death, and all the pain and acts of will between. . . . Our children change us . . . whether they live or not.
