It's not our pity that they need. It's our respect. I know famous musicians, I know actors and film stars and millionaires and novelists and top lawyers and television executives and magazine editors and national journalists and dustbinmen and hairdressers, all who were looked after children, fostered, adopted or orphaned, and many of them grow into their adult lives in fear of speaking of their background, as if it may somehow weaken their standing in the foreground, as if it were somehow Kryptonite, as if it were a time bomb strapped on the inside.
No es nuestra lástima lo que necesitan. Es nuestro respeto. Conozco a músicos famosos, conozco actores y estrellas de cine y millonarios y novelistas y grandes abogados y executivos de televisión y editores de revistas y periodistas nacionales y basureros y peluqueros, todos niños a cargo del estado, acogidos, adoptados o huérfanos, y muchos de ellos llegan a su vida adulta con miedo de hablar de su pasado, como si fuera de alguna manera a perjudicar su posición social, como si fuera Kryptonita, como si fuera una bomba de relojería amarrada en su interior.