The homeless Damm family: Chrissy, six; Jesse, four; Linda, twenty-seven; stepfather, Dean, thirty-three; Los Angeles, 1987, by Mary Ellen Mark
I think that I have a new appreciation for the continuation of the species, because when I look at my grandson, I say to myself, Hitler didn’t want me to have a grandson, with my particular background, being Jewish.
-Dr. Ruth Westheimer
It’s the living together from day to day…The long, slow, enduring thing…that’s what we live by…not the occasional spasm of any sort. Little by little, living together, two people fall into a sort of unison, they vibrate so intricately to one another.
Lady Chatterley’s Lover