I have a feeling that childhood has been robbed of a great deal of its joys by taking away its belief in wonderful, mystic things, in fairies and all their kin. It is not surprising that when children are grown, they have so little idealism or imagination nor that so many of them are like the infidel who asserted that he would not believe anything that he could not see. It was a good retort the Quaker made, "Friend! Does thee believe thee has any brains?"Hmmm.
Be nice, now. Just because you have a lovely new retort in your arsenal doesn't mean you should necessarily go out and use it the first opportunity that presents itself, you know.