[Anderson understands that Evelyn runs the risk of seeming a little too saintly.] That's why the character of Tuff is such a great sounding board, because she's the one who says, `How can you bear it?' ... And Evelyn Ryan, being who she was, could find satisfaction in any situation that she was living in. She found the magic, and the profundity, in the act of raising children. And, oh man, I couldn't do that.
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