When you&#39;re a stay-at-home mother you have to pretend it&#39;s really boring, but it&#39;s not. It&#39;s enriching and fulfilling, and an amazing experience. And then when you&#39;re a working mother you have to pretend that you feel guilty all day long.

I can love only what I can place so high above me that I cannot reach it.

MEN Ah cursed drab, what have you brought this water for? WOMEN What is your fire for then, you smelly corpse? Yourself to burn?

J'ai rêvé que je dormais de mon dernier sommeil à côté d'elle, mon cœur immobile contre le sien, ma joue glacée contre la sienne

Written By Emily Brontë

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