“What is this I hear of sorrow and weariness, Anger, discontent and drooping hopes? Degenerate sons and daughters, Life is too strong for you— It takes life to love Life.”
“I feel my griefs too, and there scarce is groundUpon my flesh t'inflict another wound.Yet dare I not complain, or wish for deathWith holy Paul; lest it be thought the breathOf discontent; or that these prayers beFor weariness of life, not love of thee.”
“A son is a son 'til he gets a wife, but a daughter is a daughter all her life. ”
“Giacomina had taught her daughter that you must dig constantly for meaning in the sorrow of this life, and that this sorrow must galvanize you, not define you.”
“And if there's love, you can do without happiness too. Even with sorrow, life is sweet. ”
“Your children are not your children. They are the sons and daughters of Life's longing for itself”