Ranson Apple Tree with Red Fruit

Ranson Apple Tree with Red FruitSpring is in the AirSalvador Dali The Great Masturbator
Then Iorek sat up again, his head rearing high into the shadow.
"Yes," he said, answering exactly the question and no more.
Lyra said, knowing what he meant, "Ah, but will you, Iorek? You couldn't believe how important this is, if we can't get it mended then we're in desperate trouble, and not only us...”
"I don't like that knife," Iorek said. "I fear what it can do. I have never known anything so dangerous. The most deadly fighting A hammer intends to strike, a vise intends to hold fast, a lever intends to lift. They are what it is made for. But sometimes a tool may have other uses that you don't know. Sometimes in doing what you intend, you also do what the knife intends, without knowing. Can you see the sharpest edge of that knife?"
"No," said Will, for it was true: the edge diminished to a thinness so fine that the eye could not reach it.machines are little toys compared to that knife; the harm it can do is unlimited. It would have been infinitely better if it had never been made.""But with it...” began Will.Iorek didn't let him finish, but went on, "With it you can do strange things. What you don't know is what the knife does on its own. Your intentions may be good. The knife has intentions, too.""How can that be?" said Will."The intentions of a tool are what it does.