Childhood has no forebodings; but then, it is soothed by no memories of outlived sorrow.
Memories of being raped?
Memories of being abused in childhood, for years?
Memories of being beaten and robbed, week in and week out, at school?
Are people soothed by memories of outlived sorrow?
The first paragraph of chapter 9, The Mill on the Floss, George Eliot.
This, on the other hand, is quite right.
A boy's sheepishness is by no means a sign of overmastering reverence; and while you are making encouraging advances to him under the idea that he is overwhelmed by a sense of your age and wisdom, ten to one he is thinking you extremely queer.
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