And it's okay if you have to go away. Oh, just remember the telephone works both ways ((You and I Both))
America's best buy is a telephone call to the right man.
It's great that the Internet can enhance and speed up our communications and that computers can do all the things they do. It's fabulous. At the same time, it changes our priorities. For example, before I would always remember people's telephone numbers and now I don't know anyone's number. So what happens if computer systems go down but you still have landlines? Well, I couldn't call anyone because I don't know anyone's number.
I have this disease late at night sometimes, involving alcohol and the telephone. I get drunk, and I drive my wife away with a breath like mustard gas and roses. And then, speaking gravely and elegantly into the telephone, I ask the telephone operators to connect me with this friend or that one, from whom I have not heard in years.
One day every major city in America will have a telephone.
When I'm governor. . . I'll be the first governor with a listed telephone number.
But even in a telephone booth evil can seep out of the receiver and we must cover it with a mattress, and then tear it from its roots and bury it, bury it.
Thought is matter as much as the floor, the wall, the telephone, are matter.
I will not be at the mercy of the telephone!