Aldous Huxley. Counterpoint (№ 9999)

- Oh, Edward, cried the disembodied voice of the head of a family forty miles from here, in Attendane, - what a wonderful discovery! I am eager to hear your opinion. In Relation To God. You know the formula: m divided by zero is infinity, if m is any positive value? So, why not bring this equation to a more simple mind, multiplying both parts of it to zero? Then we get: m is zero, multiplied by infinity. Consequently, any positive value is the product of zero and infinity. Doesn't that prove that the universe was created by an infinite power out of nothing? Isn't that right? Membrane the telephone, it seemed, shared the excitement was over forty miles Lord Pattenden. She threw out the words excitedly and hurriedly; she inquired severely and persistently. - Isn't that right, Edward? - For the life of the fifth Marquis spent in the pursuit of the absolute. It was the only available cripple the sport. For fifty years he was rolling in his rolling chair on the trail of the elusive game. Really now, he finally caught her so easily and in such a neglected place, as the elementary textbook of theory of limits. From what was to come in the excitement. - How do you think, Edward?
"Well..." began Lord Edward. And on the other end of the wire over forty miles away, his brother understood the tone of what was spoken that one word that it is not burnt. He failed to pour salt on the tail of the absolute.