There is a physical relationship with a woman that you don't have with anybody else, but that's not about love. Love is a spiritual thing.
There's something about the rhythm of walking, how, after about an hour and a half, the mind and body can't help getting in sync.
As it stands, motherhood is a sort of wilderness through which each woman hacks her way, part martyr, part pioneer; a turn of events from which some women derive feelings of heroism, while others experience a sense of exile from the world they knew.
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