If the poets offered us nothing more than another make-believe world, they would be mere sellers of drugs or, at best, sweetmeats.

Robert Lynd
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  1. In order to see birds it is necessary to become a part of the silence.

  2. If the poets offered us nothing more than another make-believe world, they would be mere sellers of drugs or, at best, sweetmeats.

  3. The days on which one has been the most inquisitive are among the days on which one has been happiest.

  4. Were I a philosopher, I should write a philosophy of toys, showing that nothing else in life need to be taken seriously, and that Christmas Day in the company of children is one of the few occasions on which men become entirely alive.

  5. A cat is only technically an animal, being divine.

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