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I was flying. I was pulling away from Frank like he was standing still.
I was flying. I was pulling away from Frank like he was standing still.
I know that I've got big ears and a big forehead and that my hair sticks up. But I'm happy read more
I know that I've got big ears and a big forehead and that my hair sticks up. But I'm happy with myself. I'm not necessarily trying to win a beauty pageant here.
It might be donated to charity or it might be held at auction. Or if it's something in bad condition, read more
It might be donated to charity or it might be held at auction. Or if it's something in bad condition, then it would just be disposed.
It's very much a summer market.
It's very much a summer market.
We have proved that one (species) is transforming into the other, so this evidence is important to show that there read more
We have proved that one (species) is transforming into the other, so this evidence is important to show that there is human evolution... that human evolution is a fact and not a hypothesis.
Major social movements. . . eventually fade into the landscape not because they have diminished but because they have become read more
Major social movements. . . eventually fade into the landscape not because they have diminished but because they have become a permanent part of our perceptions and experience.
These kids just don't see anything, so when you come, they think you're a real celebrity; they keep asking you read more
These kids just don't see anything, so when you come, they think you're a real celebrity; they keep asking you for your autograph.
To be happy in one's home is better than to be a chief. Yoruba, Nigeria
To be happy in one's home is better than to be a chief. Yoruba, Nigeria
The whole fauna of human fantasies, their marine vegetation, drifts and luxuriates in the dimly lit zones of human activity, read more
The whole fauna of human fantasies, their marine vegetation, drifts and luxuriates in the dimly lit zones of human activity, as though plaiting thick tresses of darkness. Here, too, appear the lighthouses of the mind, with their outward resemblance to less pure symbols. The gateway to mystery swings open at the touch of human weakness and we have entered the realms of darkness. One false step, one slurred syllable together reveal a man's thoughts.