They aren't obliged to vanish when we're gone. They don't have to be seen while sailing on.

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…

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…

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