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Prince, I warn you, under the rose,
Time is the thief you cannot banish.
These are my daughters, I suppose.
But where in the world did the children vanish?

— Phyllis McGinley

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Men may be allowed romanticism; women, who can create life in their own bodies, dare not indulge in it.

God knows that a mother needs fortitude and courage and tolerance and flexibility and patience and firmness and nearly every other brave aspect of the human soul.

Gossip isn’t scandal and it’s not merely malicious. It’s chatter about the human race by lovers of the same.

Meek-eyed parents hasten down the ramps
To greet their offspring, terrible from camps.

A mother's hardest to forgive.
Life is the fruit she longs to hand you
Ripe on a plate. And while you live,
Relentlessly she understands you.

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