Time limits are fictional. Losing all sense of time is actually the way to reality. We ...
Searching through old papers looking for something entirely different, I ran across a poem I’d torn ...
Time is a sort of river of passing events, and strong is its current; no sooner ...
Two of the most frustrated trades are dentists and photographers. Dentists because they want to be ...
Marilla says that a large family was raised in that old house long ago and that ...
War is an ugly thing, but not the ugliest of things. The decayed and degraded state ...
Look at us, said the flowers blooming at her feet, all last winter we slept in ...
Calendars and clocks exist to measure time, but that signifies little because we all know that ...
This recognition, in real life, of a rhythm of surfaces, lines, and values is for me ...
They say a picture is worth 1,000 words. I say its closer to 675 or 700. ...
The places we have known do not belong only to the world of space on which ...