“The ache of empty arms was an old tale to you.”
“The emptiness made her insides ache.”
“The beliefs of your country mostly become your own beliefs! Not the reason but the empty tales shape you!”
“Ann: How my heart has ached. How empty I have felt. How I’ve ached to hold my two babies.”
“I only know that you are the breath in my lungs, the beat of my heart, the ache in my soul, and without you, I am empty.”
“Some day you will be old enough to start reading fairy tales again.”