" I began to realise that the world was different from what I had thought. Perhaps my home had been too sheltered. Perhaps I had been coddled—not coddled physically but mentally. Perhaps Mother had been right in saying that only children were too sensitive and it was much harder for them when they went out into the world and had their corners rubbed off. Uncle Matt had rubbed off one of my corners effectually; he had destroyed the illusion that you could depend upon grown-up people to be sensible and just. "

― D.E. Stevenson , Five Windows