“His image in the blue plate faded. ‘Kuno!’ He had isolated himself. For a moment Vashti felt lonely” (4). For a moment she felt lonely, and then she turned back to her buttons in her small, isolated room, and all was well again. Several elements of “The Machine Stops” fascinated me, one of which being [...]
I found the “The Machine Stops” so incredibly fascinating. As I was reading the story, I related to the characters to the point that I thought it was written in the 1990s, at the latest. The fact that the short story was first published over one hundred years ago (and perhaps written years before) is [...]
Genius. Sheer genius, I thought, looking at William Hayes Ackland’s mausoleum. What inspired this man to declare that his body must be interred at the museum he endowed, we can’t be sure. But he did it, and now his body lies in the Ackland among other pieces of art. By stipulating that his body be buried [...]
