Slowly Ruth entered her own room.

She opened her suitcase--new and smelling strongly of leather--and took out of it a book, dogeared and precariously held together, bound in faded blue cloth and bearing the inscription: The Universal Handbook.

Herein was the sum of human knowledge in essence.
In the beginning it was a dictionary.

Words were given with their original meaning, without their ramifications.

If you were a poet in need of rhymes, you had only to turn to a certain page.