Your religion makes you think children are a fruit from God, nevertheless you think yourself better and more perfect when you reject and curse those gifts of Heaven if they cause you any trouble.

No, Esteban, the love of children and pity for their faults ought to come before all prejudices.

This eternal life of the soul, that lying promise of religion, is only true through our children.

The soul dies with the body; it is no more than a manifestation of our own thoughts, and thought is a cerebral function, but children perpetuate our own being throughout the generations and the centuries; it is they who make us immortal, and that preserve and transmit something of our personality, even as we have inherited something from our ancestors.

He who forgets those beings who are his own creation is more worthy of execration than he who leaves life by suicide.