We Were Made Not Primarily That We

Wouldn't He Know Without Being Asked?' Said Polly. 'i've No Doubt He Would,' Said The Horse (still With His Mouth Full). 'but I've A Sort Of An Idea He Likes To Be Asked.

Perhaps The Experience Had Been So Complete That Repetition Would Be Vulgarity - Like Asking To Hear The Same Symphony Twice In A Day.

You Had Nothing To Say About It And Yet Made The Nothing Up Into Words.

Surely What A Man Does When He Is Taken Off His Guard Is The Best Evidence For What Sort Of Man He Is.

A World Of Automata – Of Creatures That Worked Like Machines – Would Hardly Be Worth Creating.