As careful mothers do to sleeping lay / Their babes which would too long the wanton play, / So to prevent my youth’s approaching crimes, / Nature, my nurse, had me to bed betimes.
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As careful mothers do to sleeping lay / Their babes which would too long the wanton play, / So to prevent my youth’s approaching crimes, / Nature, my nurse, had me to bed betimes.
“Love takes off the masks that we fear we cannot live without and know we cannot live within. I use the word ‘love’ here not merely in the personal sense but as a state of being, or a state of grace — not in the infantile American sense of being made happy but in the tough and universal sense of quest and daring and growth.”
James Baldwin | The Fire Next Time