That's what makes death so hard--unsatisfied curiosity
There are all kinds of silences and each of them means a different thing
there are many Africas.
the sun is as dispassionate as the hand of a man who greets you with his mind on other things.
Life had a different shape; it had new branches and some of the old branches were dead.
all the science of flying has been captured in the breadth of an instrument board, but not the religion of it.