Children are the boldest philosophers. They enter life naked, not covered by the smallest fig leaf of dogma, absolutes, creeds. This is why every question they ask is so absurdly naïve and so frighteningly complex.
"On Literature, Revolution, Entropy and Other Matters" by Yevgeny Zamyatin, translated by Mirra Ginsburg, in "A Soviet Heretic : Essays" by Yevgeny Zamyatin (1970), 1923.
