We can pay for them by not being Oscar Wilde.
Well, I left the fairy tales lying on the floor of the nursery, and I have not found any books so sensible since.

I left the nurse guardian of tradition and democracy, and I have not found any modern type so sanely radical or so sanely conservative.

But the matter for important comment was here, that when I first went out into the mental atmosphere of the modern world, I found that the modern world was positively opposed on two points to my nurse and to the nursery tales.

It has taken me a long time to find out that the modern world is wrong and my nurse was right.
The really curious thing was this: that modern thought contradicted this basic creed of my boyhood on its two most essential doctrines.

I have explained that the fairy tales founded in me two convictions; first, that this world is a wild and startling place, which might have been quite different, but which is quite delightful; second, that before this wildness and delight one may well be modest and submit to the queerest limitations of so queer a kindness.