Bliss is the plaything of the child --
Bliss is the plaything of the child -- The secret of the man The sacred stealth of Boy and Girl Rebuke it if we can
Emily Dickinson
Bliss is the plaything of the child -- The secret of the man The sacred stealth of Boy and Girl Rebuke it if we can
Children carry their happiness out in the open — bliss is just another toy, something to be grabbed and enjoyed without self-consciousness. For adults, though, joy turns inward. It becomes a secret, something guarded and private.
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