Millions of years ago, our brains became wired to remember about 150 people as 'close friends.'
Peter DiamandisWhat the eyes perceive in herbs or stones or trees is not yet a remedy; the eyes see only the dross.
ParacelsusThe stones were sharp, The wind came at my back; Walking along the highway, Mincing like a cat.
Theodore RoethkeWords. I had always loved them. I collected them, like I had collected pretty stones as a child.
Kate Forsyth