"(33) How fortunate for the species, Sarah muses or is mused, that children are as ingratiating as we know them. Otherwise they would soon be salted off for the leeches they are, and the race would extinguish itself in a fair sweet flowering, the last generations' massive achievment in the arts and pursuits of high civilizations"..."no more cowardly investment in immortality via the patchy and too often disappointing vegetables of ones own womb."
Pamela Zoline 1967
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