Children explore. Adults follow paths. Adults are content to walk the same way, hundreds of times, or thousands; perhaps it never occurs to adults to step off the paths, to creep beneath rhododendrons, to find the spaces between fences.

The Ocean at the End of the Lane by Neil Gaiman

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