It is not that the child lives in a world of imagination but that the child within us survives and starts into life only at rare moments of recollection which makes us believe and it is not true that as children we were imaginative?
We read too much Shakespeare at school and view our parliamentary politics as dynastic drama in which an impatient crown prince frets at his long subordination and begins to scheme for the throne he knows he merits was promised and has earned.
