Pale Ebenezer Thought It Wrong

The Machine Does Not Control The Mind Of Man, Though It Affects The Mind Of Man; It Is The Mind Of Man That Can And Should Control The Machine.

I'm Tired Of Love; I'm Still More Tired Of Rhyme; But Money Gives Me Pleasure All The Time.

When Friendship Disappears Then There Is A Space Left Open To That Awful Loneliness Of The Outside World Which Is Like The Cold Space Between The Planets. It Is An Air In Which Men Perish Utterly.

If You Can Describe Clearly Without A Diagram The Proper Way Of Making This Or That Knot, Then You Are A Master Of The English Language.

In Soft Deluding Lies Let Fools Delight. A Shadow Marks Our Days, Which End In Night.