Man is a sad mammal that combs its hair.
The world is a never-ending cross-reference.
Surely one zoo in the world should have the courage to draw the ultimate conclusion about our ancestry? A cage with Homo Sapiens in all its varying forms, perhaps then we would understand ourselves better. The question of course is whether the other animals would approve of it.
She had nothing to do all day ... but did it with the greatest possible speed.
I find it unbearable to need a body in order to exist.
Conversations consist for the most part of things one does not say.