If nature had arranged that husbands and wives should have children alternatively, there would never be more than three in a family.
About the only thing we have left that actually discriminates in favor of the plain people is the stork.
The soul is born… It has a slow and dark birth, more mysterious than the birth of the body. When the soul of a man is born in this country there are nets flung at it to hold it back from flight. You talk to me of nationality, language, religion. I shall try to fly […]
My female friends had told me that giving birth was like shitting a water melon. They lied. It’s like excreting a block of flats -complete with patios, awnings, clothes-lines, television aerials, satellite dishes, back-yard barbecues, kidney-shaped swimming pools, gazebos and double-garage extensions with the cars parked outside.
Why, when I was told the news, I felt wings upon my shoes; And gallivanted down the street, Wanting to be indiscreet. And shout to all the world that I, Was about to multiply.
Somewhere on this globe, every ten seconds, there is a woman giving birth to a child. She must be found and stopped.
It is as natural to die as to be born; and to a little infant, perhaps, the one is as painful as the other.
Being born, we die; our end is consequent on our beginning.
As the births of living creatures at first are ill-shapen, so are all innovations, which are the births of time.