The discovery of exoplanets has opened a new window on the universe, allowing us to explore worlds beyond our solar system.
In my solitude of heart I feel the sigh of this widowed evening veiled with mist and rain.
A story is a letter that the author writes to himself, to tell himself things that he would be unable to discover otherwise.
The absence of alternatives clears the mind marvelously.
We are not born for ourselves alone.