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“When he tried to figure to himself the morning twilight of childhood, so as to deal with it safely, he perceived that it was never fixed, never arrested, that ignorance, at the instance one touched it, was already flushing faintly into knowledge, that there was nothing that at a given moment you could say a clever child didn’t know.”

~ Henry James, The Pupil

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