Sometimes I try to remember things my mother told me about the awful way he was raised. But why does he have to keep on going? Why would you take something bad out of your mouth and hand it to another, saying, Here, eat this?
Pain is handed down from one generation to the next.
Wounded?” was all I could manage. “Yes,” said Pat. “And you’re wounded in the same place. That’s what fathers do if they don’t heal their wounds. They wound their children in the same place.
Why, all delights are vain; but that most vain, Which, with pain purchas'd, doth inherit pain.
She herself is a haunted house. She does not possess herself; her ancestors sometimes come and peer out of the windows of her eyes and that is very frightening. from "The Lady of the Haunted House
Each one of them suffering from the failures of their day, with strings of guilt they tried hard to guide us.
There is no escape - we pay for the violence of our ancestors.
The questions about my father are inevitable, regardless of the characters I create or the subject matter.
