The North American Indian boy usually took as his medicine the first animal of which he dreamed during the long and solitary fast that he observed at puberty.

Astronav? Are you serious? He can barely find his way through the normal physical universe, much less chart a path through warp space. Put him at conn, and you will crash while still in dry dock.

When Uncle Jack caught me, he kept me laughing about a preacher who hated going to church so much that every day he stood at his gate in his dressing-gown, smoking a hookah and delivering five-minute sermons to any passers-by who desired spiritual comfort.

Globin switches in yolk sac–like primitive and fetal-like definitive red blood cells produced from human embryonic stem cells [title of article]