Why should there be some sort of virtue always attributed to a frank admission of vice?

Man with a crossbow in the proper position at the proper time’s worth a corps of heavy artillery half an hour late and ten miles down the road from where it should be.

Some people like my advice so much that they frame it upon the wall instead of using it.

Now our world is at the present time firmly in the grip of a mechanical monster, whose head – if you want to call it that – is the World Engineer’s Complex. That monster is...

Facing facts is definitely preferable to facing defeat.