This lie has no origin, is not a creator — there is but one creator, that is God.
This lie cannot rob me of the fruits of my labors. Cannot rob me of my individuality. It cannot reach me through jealousy, hate or malice. It cannot argue that I am misunderstood. It has no activity, no intelligence, no personality. It is neither person, place nor thing. Carpenter, Gilbert, Collectanea of Items By and About Mary Baker Eddy,