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Since I have nothing to say about the previous digest, here are two
quotes from Tolstoy:
"...and I must run to Mitya. As ill-luck would have it, I haven't fed
him since tea. He's awake now, and sure to be screaming". And
feeling a rush of milk, she hurried to the nursery. This was not a
mere guess; her connection with the child was still so close, that she
could gauge by the flow of her milk his need of food, and knew for
certain he was hungry.
Why didn't you let me nurse her, when I begged to? I begged to nurse
her, I wasn't allowed to and now I'm blamed for it.
Both are from Anna Karenina.
Oh, just for fun, here is another quote from Tolstoy, this one is from
War and Peace.
No one could giver her such soothing and sensible consolation as this
little three-month old creature when he lay at her breast and she felt
the movement of his lips and the snuffling of his tiny nose.
Jack Newman, MD, FRCPC
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