Well we start out in our lives as little children, full of light and the clearest vision. Then we go to school and then comes the great Army of school teachers with their critical pencils, and parents and older brothers (the greatest sneerers of all) and cantankerous friends, and finally that Great Murderer of the Imagination--a world of unceasing, unkind, dinky, prissy Criticalness.
- Brenda Ueland
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