Lisbeth Burger

“Do you know, Jacob, when we are talking like this, I feel as if the heart of the little one in my womb were standing still with horror, because it can hear what we are saying. I feel as though it were moving its little hands and were begging: Let me live! You called me into existence. Isn't a human life a sacred thing? Has not God commanded: Thou shalt not kill? And you wanted to be father and mother to me - you awakened me to life - and yet you can discuss whether I am to live or not.”
― Lisbeth Burger, All for the Love of Mothers: Memoirs of a Catholic Midwife

“Do you know, Jacob, when we are talking like this, I feel as if the heart of the little one in my womb were standing still with horror, because it can hear what we are saying. I feel as though it were moving its little hands and were begging: 'Let me live! You called me into existence. Isn't a human life a sacred thing? Has not God commanded: Thou shalt not kill? And you wanted to be father and mother to me - you awakened me to life - and yet you can discuss whether I am to live or not.”
― Lisbeth Burger, All for the Love of Mothers: Memoirs of a Catholic Midwife