Sometimes," I ventured, "it doesn't occur to boys that....

“ Sometimes," I ventured, "it doesn't occur to boys that their mother was ever young and pretty. . . I couldn't stand it if you boys were inconsiderate, or thought of her as if she were just somebody who looked after you. You see I was very much in love with your mother once, and I know there's nobody like her... ”

Willa Cather

From : My Ántonia