The counting of weekdays would inevitably seem to be a senseless activity; dropping letters in the mailbox a whim of foolish youth; the sign 'No Walking On The Grass' a symptom of lunacy.

For the sake of research, the big picture and definitive conclusions, one would have to transcend time, in which everything scurries and whirls.

I'd have to be really quick to describe clouds - a split second's enough for them to start being something else. Their trademark: they don't repeat a single sh…

We're extremely fortunate not to know precisely the kind of world we live in. One would have to live a long, long time, unquestionably longer than the world it…