Fancy the happiness of Pinocchio on finding himself free! Without saying yes or no he fled from the city and set out on the road that was to take him back to the house of the lovely Fairy.
You are the rarest soul I ever knew,
Lover of beauty, knightliest and best;
My thoughts seek you as waves that seek the shore,
And when I think of you, I am at rest.
Wisdom is not acquired save as the result of investigation.
Generally, by the time you are Real, most of your hair has been loved off,...