Quote by Mark Twain


The darling mispronunciations of childhood! - dear me, there's no music that can touch it; and how one grieves when it wastes away and dissolves into correctness, knowing it will never visit his bereaved ear again.


The darling mispronunciations of childhood! - dear me, there

Topics: Childhood By Mark Twain
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