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The Gods, After All, Are Only Human, And Once Their Rage Has Been Placated They Are Perfectly Capable Of Acts Of Mercy And Grace.

But The Toaster Was Quite Satisfied With Itself, Thank You. Though It Knew From Magazines That There Were Toasters Who Could Toast Four Slices At A Time, It Didn't Think That The Master, Who Lived Alone And Seemed To Have Few Friends, Would Have Wanted A Toaster Of Such Institutional Proportions. With Toast, It's Quality That Matters, Not Quantity.

So, Without Saying Anything To The Others, It Made Its Way To The Farthest Corner Of The Meadow And Began To Toast An Imaginary Muffin. That Was Always The Best Way To Unwind When Things Got To Be Too Much For It.

Science Fiction Is A Branch Of Children's Literature.

All Children... Feel A Demonic Sympathy With Those Things That Cause Disorder In The Grown-up World.