The moon is an egg waiting to be hatched.
Simple geometry is an oxymoron.
Where do thoughts come from?
Thoughts appear in our minds as if from nowhere.
Does that make them ours?
Can we claim credit?
At the end of a sentence, put a period.
At the end of your life, an exclamation point!
Nobody thanks a machine,
the virtual receptionist on the telephone
when we want to speak to a living being.
We thank those who could have done otherwise.
Photo of an egg on a steel plate.
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