beyond reproach y Because he does not squabble or argue with others, he is able to exist in peace and harmony with others y It takes two to tango 78.1) Virtues of Water y Nothing in the world is softer or meeker than water y Water always conforms to the shape of its container y The symbol of the yielding and flexible aspect of Tao y Yet nothing is better at overcoming the hard and strong y Water can dissolve the hardest and most unyielding rocks y Grand Canyon y Water can embrace and overcome anything in its path y New Orleans y This is because nothing can replace it y Its yielding and humble nature never alters regardless of its environment 78.2) Virtues of Water y That the gentle overcomes the strong y And the soft overcomes the hard y Loud, headstrong husband thinks he's in charge, but in reality it's the quiet, gentle wife that is really in charge behind the scene
cance might be conveyed. Third, even when we have identified the relevant respects of similarity, they often prove to be themselves metaphorical. Searle gives the example, "Sally is a block of ice." How, according to the naive simile theorist, is Sally like a block of ice? Perhaps she is hard and very cold. But not, of course, literally hard or cold; "hard" and "cold" are themselves used metaphorically here. So Sally is only like something that is hard and cold. In what ways? Perhaps she is unyielding, unemotional, and unresponsive. But, Searle points out (p. 107), there is no sense in which blocks of ice are unyielding, unemo- tional, and unresponsive but many other inanimate things are not. Bonfires too are unyielding, unemotional, and unresponsive; but neither "Sally is like a bonfire" nor "Sally is a bonfire" is metaphorically compatible with the original sentence. The naive simile theorist would have to insist that there is
He smelled an easy victory. He kissed slowly down my cheek, stopping just at the corner of my mouth. "Would I let a tree hurt you?" His lips barely brushed against my trembling lower lip. "No," I breathed. I knew there was a second part to my brilliant defense, but I couldn't quite call it back. "You see," he said, his lips moving against mine. "There's nothing to be afraid of, is there?" "No," I sighed, giving up. Then he took my face in his hands almost roughly, and kissed me in earnest, his unyielding lips moving against mine. There really was no excuse for my behavior. Obviously I knew better by now. And yet I couldn't seem to stop from reacting exactly as I had the first time. Instead of keeping safely motionless, my arms reached up to twine tightly around his neck, and I was suddenly welded to his stone figure. I sighed, and my lips parted. He staggered back, breaking my grip effortlessly. "Damn it, Bella!" he broke off, gasping. "You'll be the death of me, I swear you will."
To make the system work is little more than to avoid self-contradiction, yet when the answer comes out right it always satisfies the inventor. Codemaking is much more popular than codebreaking because it is easier and more esthetic; it flings together shining theories however it pleases, whereas crypt- analysis forces the mind to concentrate upon the data, upon the coarse rubble of reality. But cryptanalysis is much more rewarding. For it subdues these hard and unyielding facts; it represents a victory of the mind over something, whereas codemaking represents a triumph over nothing. This mental mastery is the keen pleasure-pang of solution; it is what men of the intellectual caliber of Babbage and Wheatstone see in cryptanalysis, and it explains the most extraordinary testimonial ever given to cryptanalysis. The testimonial's phraseology is undistinguished and the cryptogram was elementary; what gives it its weight is that it was uttered by Harry Houdini
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