There is a lovable quality about the actual tools. One feels so kindly to the thing that enables the hand to obey the brain. Moreover, one feels a good deal of respect for it; without it the brain and the hand would be helpless.
“I don't know anybody's road who's been paved perfectly for them, there are no manuals, you don't know what life has in store for you.”
“I never dreamed I would have a job in which so many people could touch me and I could touch them.”