We grown people can tell ourselves a story, give and take strokes until the bucklers ring, ride far and fast, marry, fall, and die; all the while sitting quietly by the fire or lying prone in bed.
我们成年人可以在心中给自己讲故事,刀剑交击、盾牌铿锵,快马远行,结婚、倒下、死去;而身体始终安静地坐在炉边,或俯卧在床上。
— Robert Louis Stevenson · Virginibus Puerisque, and Other Papers · Child’s Play —