The learned professors have been at considerable pains in their attempts to make a distinction between tools and implements on the... one hand, and machinery on the other. Nor have they arrived much of anywhere. The one is continually shading into the other. Here is an ordinary shovel used by a day labourer in a ditch; here is the same shovel with a somewhat thicker handle, containing a pneumatic attachment which is said to improve its digging power; here is a very much larger shovel with curved ends and steel teeth, hitched to an arm that is hitched to a steam engine, which can gobble up a cartload of dirt at one mouthful. Where does the tool stop and the machine begin? A grindstone is widely held to be a primitive tool; a turret lathe is widely held to be a machine. Both spin around. What is the essential difference? The employment of nonhuman power, steam, oil, gas, has been defined as the difference. Well and good. Then everything worked by human hands and legs is a tool only, and bicycles, typewriters, adding machines, sewing machines, foot lathes, clocks, hand-pumps--are not machines. Which is absurd. And what is one to do with treadmills for grinding corn, whose motive power is said by some to be the donkey, and by some the carrot in front of his nose?LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
In frames as large as rooms that face all ways And block the ends of streets with giant loaves,... Screen graves with custard, cover slums with praise Of motor-oil and cuts of salmon, shine Perpetually these sharply-pictured groves Of how life should be.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
In one way an oil boom is a mighty bad thing, because it gets into your blood and almost becomes an obsession. Booms are filled wi...th excitement, adventure, and drama, but sometimes the exit from the scene must be made between suns on a pair of mighty weary feet.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Eat what you can get. Where's the salt... in this dump of a village? And, Lucky Man, what's the use of a salty thing if there's no oil in it?LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Bodies of holy men and women exude Miraculous oil, odour of violet.... But under heavy loads of trampled clay Lie bodies of the vampires full of blood; Their shrouds are bloody and their lips are wet.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
Oh, that I were as in the months of old, as in the days when God watched over me; when his lamp shone over my head, and by his lig...ht I walked through darkness; when I was in my prime, when the friendship of God was upon my tent; when the Almighty was still with me, when my children were around me; when my steps were washed with milk, and the rock poured out for me streams of oil! When I went out to the gate of the city, when I took my seat in the square, the young men saw me and withdrew, and the aged rose up and stood...LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
For the lips of a loose woman drip honey, and her speech is smoother than oil; but in the end she is bitter as wormwood, sharp as ...a two-edged sword.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »
The words of his mouth were smoother than butter, but war was in his heart: his words were softer than oil, yet were they drawn sw...ords. Cast thy burden upon the Lord, and he shall sustain thee: he shall never suffer the righteous to be moved.LESSATTRIBUTION DETAIL »