There is, I am convinced, no picture that conveys in all its dreadfulness, a vision of sorrow, despairing, remediless, supreme. If I could paint such a picture, the canvas would show only a woman looking down at her empty arms.
arms beside carry children comfort denied door entrance future golden heart hope knowledge lamp lights miss patriotism poet promise seem strength strong tomorrow torch walk
We use cookies to enhance your browsing experience, analyze site traffic, and personalize content. By clicking "Got It!," you consent to our use of cookies.