“It is a pleasant thing to reflect upon, and furnishes a complete answer to those who contend for the gradual degeneration of the human species, that every baby born into the world is a finer one than the last.” (Charles Dickens, Nicholas Nickleby, page 533)
Alas, with what unmitigated horror would Mr. Dickens (and virtually any other thinking, feeling person of the 19th Century) have suffered if he could have perceived the monstrous crimes of abortion the modern world has so callously embraced.
