human
Is God good? found voice in my heart during those silent nights and days. My mother's sufferings, and much personal unhappiness, had been, intensifying the feeling, and as I watched my baby in its agony, and felt so helpless to relieve, more than once the indignant cry broke from my lips:
gpt
How canst thou torture a baby so? What has she done that she should suffer so? Why dost thou not kill her at once, and let her be at peace? More than once I cried aloud:
human
O God, take the child, but do not torment her.