“But that is the nature of being a parent, Sabine had discovered. You love your children far more than you ever loved your parents, and – in that love, and in the recognition that your own children cannot fathom the depth of your love – you come to understand the tragic, unrequited love of your own parents.”
– Ursula Hagi, “Freitod”, Hotel of Saints
An unhappy alternative is before you, Elizabeth. From this day you must be a stranger to one of your parents. Your mother will never see you again if you do not marry Mr. Collins, and I will never see you again if you do.”
–Jane Austen, Pride and Prejudice (Mr. Bennet)
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