Men go out to the battle field and take lives all the time. My mother ended her mother's life because she was never going to wake up, she was brain dead, and she was dying slowly and painfully. Are those instances so different? People take lives. Then they either learn to live and love again, or they're haunted.

That's the part I've always found interesting about the entire debate. There always seems to be such emphasis on protecting the fetus, but it's life beomes so much less valuable, or at least so much less noted once it's born. (Speaking about the vocal and radical anti-abortion stance of course. Individuals have views that are so much more complex than that.)