Without a child I could dance across the sexism of my era, whereas becoming a mother shoved my face right down into it. - Miranda July

I went to work the next day out of curiosity, as people return to their villages after the war to see what is left.

I pressed my lips against his ear and whispered, again, It's not your fault. Perhaps this was really the only thing I had ever wanted to say to anyone, and be told. I imagined couples at the altar, standing before the priest, declaring It's not your fault to each other, before kissing in the union.

Nothing really mattered, and nothing could be lost.