Boys do not grow up gradually. They move forward in spurts like the hands of clocks in railway stations.
There comes a time in every rightly-constructed boy's life when he has a raging desire to go somewhere and dig for hidden treasure.
A boy carries within him the wonders of the world, the wisdom of the sages, the innocence of a puppy, and the mischief of the monkey.
A boy is a magical creature - you can lock him out of your workshop, but you can't lock him out of your heart.
Boys are beyond the range of anybody's sure understanding, at least when they are between the ages of 18 months and 90 years.
There are no seven wonders of the world in the eyes of a child. There are seven million.