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124 pages, Paperback
First published January 1, 1907
"Only Ase putters around the courtyard here with Ragna's little bare-bottomed Tomas. When I take her onto my lap and she sits there chattering, mostly to herself, I both listen and don't listen...then I think how inside this small head pressed against my breast there's a whole world. How much of it will I ever know? It does no good to imagine anything else-the souls of my own children are like foreign countries, with an infinite number of long roads that I will never travel. A mother thinks that she knows her children and understands them, but every single child realizes one day that she does not. Yet when I sit with my arms around Ase, I'm not completely alone. With child on your lap, you're as close to another person as you'll ever be."