A society which allows an abominable event to burgeon from its dung heap and grow on its surface is like a man who lets a fly crawl unheeded across his face or saliva dribble from his mouth — either epileptic or dead. – Jean Baudrillard
Completeness? Happiness? These words dont come close to describing my emotions. There truly is nothing I can say to capture what motherhood means to me, particularly given my medical history. – Anita Baker
