The popularity of that baby-faced boy, who possessed not even the elements of a good actor, was a hallucination in the public mind, and a disgrace to our theatrical history.
(Thomas Campbell (1777-1844), Scottish poet. Life of Mrs. Siddons, ch. 18 (1834).
Campell referred to the child actor "Master Betty," William Henry West Betty (1791-1874), who had been taken up by the fashionable world, playing the roles of Romeo and Hamlet at the age of twelve, as well as that of Richard III. The craze lasted two years, to the despair of many, including journalist and poet Leigh Hunt. Hunt was eventually able to write in a contemporary newspaper: "The charm of novelty has at length broken ... and the town is just now somewhat in the position of the husband who, after passing the honeymoon with a beautiful but childish woman, finds his reason once more returning and is content to sit down and ask why he has been pleased.")
From the moment one says, Oh, dear, we would look rediculous if we were adults with the head of babies, ' a ultimate truth must exist, don`t you think? For why would we look ridicuous being an adult with the head of a baby? Any form would do.
Even animals have a conscience. Those in the jungle KILL only to eat, not live to kill. This is why we often see packs of predators focusing on just one kill, instead of targeting many. Even animals exercise reason. I have seen a mother lion taking care of a baby antelope, and a mother elephant taking care of a baby lion. The primal need to eat is unavoidable, yet even under severe hunger stretches, the desire to love can sometimes overcome the desire to eat.