Sarra looked at her daughter and said reproachfully, “Speaking of war, I never raised you to be always fighting and killing. That’s not woman’s work.”
“It’s needful, Ma. You taught me a woman has to know how to defend herself.”
“I never!” gasped Sarra, indignant.
“You taught me when you were murdered in your own house,” Daine said quietly.
They shall have stars at elbow and foot;
Though they go mad they shall be sane,
Though they sink through the sea they shall rise again;
Though lovers be lost love shall not;
And death shall have no dominion.
Dylan Thomas, 1933
If you live long enough, you see the s a m e eyes in d i f f e r e n t people.
“what is the cat?” he [joly] exclaimed. “it is a corrective. the good god, having made the mouse, said: ‘hullo! i have committed a blunder.’ and so he made the cat. the cat is the erratum of the mouse. the mouse, plus the cat, is the proof of creation revised and corrected.”