So, like a forgotten fire, a childhood can always flare up again within us.

Children ask better questions than adults.  "May I have a cookie?" "Why is the sky blue?" and "What does a cow say?" are far more likely to elicit a cheerful response than "Where's your manuscript?" Why haven't you called?" and "Who's your lawyer?"  

Grown-ups never understand anything for themselves, and it is tiresome for children to be always and forever explaining things to them.

When I grow up I want to be a little boy.

SO much for Growing up!!!