Where do babies come from? You don't want to know! You don't need to know! O, dear God, you don't need to know! What need is there in knowing? What good is there in finding things out? Save yourself! Save your innocence! Save your integrity! You don't need to know! Asking about things causes sorrow! With knowledge comes pain, especially the knowledge of the truth! To know the truth! What terror! To know that it is the truth! What horror and pain without ever ending! It's nothing! Babies don't come from anywhere! Save yourself!
“I confess I do not believe in time. I like to fold my magic carpet, after use, in such a way as to superimpose one part of the pattern upon another. Let visitors trip. And the highest enjoyment of timelessness―in a landscape selected at random―is when I stand among rare butterflies and their food plants.- nabokov
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