“ Promises and pie-crust are made to be broken. ”
May you live every day of your life.
~ Jonathan Swift
The tiny Lilliputians surmise that Gulliver's watch may be his god, because it is that which, he admits, he seldom does anything without consulting.
That the universe was formed by a fortuitous concourse of atoms, I will no more believe than that the accidental jumbling of the alphabet would fall into a most ingenious treatise of philosophy.
Books, the children of the brain.
