Mary Todd Lincoln:
If I refuse to take the high road? If I won't pick up the rough old cross, will you threaten me again with the madhouse? As you did when I couldn't stop crying over Willie. When I showed you what heartbreak, *real* heartbreak, looked like. And you hadn't the courage, to countenance, to help me.
Riportata da il
05/03/2025 alle ore 07:22