Beyond the wild wood

“And beyond the Wild Wood…?” he asked: “Where it’s all blue and dim, and one sees what may be hills or perhaps they mayn’t, and something like the smoke of towns, or is it only cloud-drift?”

“Beyond the Wild Wood comes the Wide World,” said the Rat. “And that’s something that doesn’t matter, either to you or me. I’ve never been there, and I’m never going, nor you either, if you’ve got any sense at all. Don’t ever refer to it again, please. Now then! Here’s our backwater at last, where we’re going to lunch.”

Kenneth Grahame, Wind in the Willows, chapter 1 (p21)

Sometimes I wonder why I ever ventured beyond the Wild Wood, indeed, why I keep venturing there. The Wide World. It sounds so exciting, so full of promise, so adventurous… But there is something to be said for staying in your own little backwater…!

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