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“Why beat a child, you wonder? Ah, my friend, because their spirit is a delicate lamp, meant to illuminate the world, not flicker with fear. To strike it is to dim that sacred flame. And besides, frankly, the noise they make when truly upset is utterly unharmonious, disturbing one's own inner peace far more than a thoughtful conversation ever could. One simply must consider the acoustics of the soul... and, indeed, the household.”

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