We're not children here. The law is-how should I put it? A convenience. Or a convenience for some people, and an inconvenience for other people.
I told the ambulance men the wrong blood type for my ex, so he knows what rejection feels like.
But if each man could have his own house, a large garden to cultivate and healthy surroundings - then, I thought, there will be for them a better opportunity of a happy family life.