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"A simple child. That lightly draws its breath. And feels its life in every limb. What should it know of death?"
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"A child's best friend is often the one telling bedtime stories."

"Quentin had grown up with that; the mere names were interchangeable and almost myriad. His childhood was full of them; his very body was an empty hall echoing with sonorous defeated names; he was not a being, an entity, he was a commonwealth. He was a barracks filled with stubborn back-looking ghosts still recovering, even forty-three years afterward, from the fever which had cured the disease, waking from the fever without even knowing that it had been the fever itself which they had fought against and not the sickness, looking with stubborn recalcitrance backward beyond the fever and into the disease with actual regret, weak from the fever yet free of the disease and not even aware that the freedom was that of impotence."

"I was thinking as small children think, as if my thoughts or wishes had the power to reverse the narrative, change the outcome."

"It was not, of course, a proper thing to do. But then I have never pretended, nor will ever pretend, that Emily was a proper child. Books are not written about proper children. They would be so dull nobody would read them."

"And yet a child's utter innocence is but its blank ignorance, and the innocence more or less wanes as intelligence waxes."

"Their suburbia house in Brentwood' was how she referred to the house when we bought it, a twelve-year-old establishing that it was not her decision, not her taste, a child claiming the distance all children imagine themselves to need."

"We were still children and residing in the mosque from morning to evening. We were about to turn into monsters."

"It was one of those pictures that children are supposed to like but don't. Full of endearing little animals doing endearing things, you know?"
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"Our birth is but a sleep and a forgetting. Not in entire forgetfulness, and not in utter nakedness, but trailing clouds of glory do we come."

"The best portion of a good man's life is his little, nameless, unremembered acts of kindness and of love."

"That best portion of a man's life, his little, nameless, unremembered acts of kindness and love."

"I listen'd, motionless and still;And, as I mounted up the hill,The music in my heart I bore,Long after it was heard no more."

"The eye--it cannot choose but see;We cannot bid the ear be still;Our bodies feel, where'er they be,Against or with our will."

"I wandered lonely as a cloud That floats on high o'er vales and hills When all at once I saw a crowd A host of golden daffodils Beside the lake beneath the trees Fluttering and dancing in the breeze."
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