[…] logic simply cannot legiferate in ignorance of geometric covariance, because its very argumentation is mentally pictured in spacetime.

Twenty-one year-old man too old to have patience for dem dere kidren playin' therr on the lawn.

What difference if it rained, hailed, blew, snowed, cycloned?

I had occasion […] to make a somewhat long business trip to Chicago, and on my return […] I found Farrar awaiting me in the railway station. He smiled his wonted fraction by way of greeting, […], and finally leading me to his buggy, turned and drove out of town. I was completely mystified at such an unusual proceeding.