| "Do
you think when the millennium comes there won't be lovers who grow
weary of their sad girls, or that wives won't weep over empty beds?
Even when Jerusalem is built friends will grow apart and mothers will
mourn their sons growing old.
You want me to feel for starving children? I feel for them. You
want me to protest at wars that go on in the mountains? I protest.
But the heart has its private aches. You must allow the heart its
private aches. Not all the good great causes in this world can stop
me crying for a passing love." |