Only a Woman, divine, could know all that a woman can suffer. — Willa Cather, Death Comes for the Archbishop
Only a Woman, divine, could know all that a woman can suffer. — Willa Cather, Death Comes for the Archbishop
Only a Woman, divine, could know all that a woman can suffer. — Willa Cather, Death Comes for the Archbishop
Only a Woman, divine, could know all that a woman can suffer. — Willa Cather, Death Comes for the Archbishop
Only a Woman, divine, could know all that a woman can suffer. — Willa Cather, Death Comes for the Archbishop
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Only a Woman, divine, could know all that a woman can suffer.

— Willa Cather, Death Comes for the Archbishop
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