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| Alfred Noyes (1880 - 1958) | Oh, grown-ups cannot understand,
And grown-ups never will,
How short's the way to fairyland
Across the purple hill:
They smile: their smile is very bland,
Their eyes are wise and chill;
And yet — at just a child's command —
The world's an Eden still.
- (English poet) | |
| Ambrose Bierce (1842 - 1914) | Childhood, n. The period of human life intermediate between the idiocy of infancy and the folly of youth -- two removes from the sin of manhood and three from the remorse of old age. | |
| Bill Watterson (1958 - ) | People who get nostalgic about childhood were obviously never children. | |
| Martin Mull | The town where I grew up has a zip code of E-I-E-I-O. |
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