A child is never the author of his own history. — Sebastian Barry, The Secret Scripture
A child is never the author of his own history. — Sebastian Barry, The Secret Scripture
A child is never the author of his own history. — Sebastian Barry, The Secret Scripture
A child is never the author of his own history. — Sebastian Barry, The Secret Scripture
A child is never the author of his own history. — Sebastian Barry, The Secret Scripture
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A child is never the author of his own history.

— Sebastian Barry, The Secret Scripture
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