It vexes me when they would constrain science by the authority of the Scriptures and yet do not consider themselves bound to answer reason and experiment.
Dad bought me a toy drum one Christmas and I eventually destroyed it. I wanted a real drum and he bought me a snare drum. Dad continued to buy me one drum after the other.
In fact I was one of the few trusted people that Lucy allowed to play with...
Windows are as essential to office prestige as Christmas is to retailing.