The human child – so much cannier at times than the stupefyingly ponderous adult.

“I carried [Rudy] softly through the broken street...with him I tried a little h…”

“You want to know what I truly look like? I'll help you out. find yourself a mir…”

“I saw him hip-deep in some icy water, chasing a book, and I saw a boy lying in …”

“His soul sat up. It met me. Those kinds of souls always do - the best ones. The…”