"One evening, when I was yet in my nurse’s arms, I wanted to touch the
tea urn, which was boiling merrily... My nurse would have taken me away
from the urn, but my mother said 'Let him touch it.' So I touched it --
and that was my first lesson in the meaning of liberty."
(1819-1900) British author, artist, social critic
The Story of Arachne, 1870
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