The real voyage of discovery consists not in seeking new landscapes, but in having new eyes.

-- French author Marcel Proust

At the moment of birth, we emerge from a comfortable darkness into a tumultous world of new senses, of bewildering sights and imposing sounds, encountering things we never knew existed. Very soon, our minds strive to "make sense" of the deluge of new knowledge.

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