No one knows how many galaxies there are in the universe.

Bokharan trade takes two directions, one to the west, the other to Tashkand.

The orange shades ranged from brilliant to soft; pinks from delicate little-girl hues to strong dusties; yellows were soft buttermilks to ochre; reds ran from scarlets to bloods;

They got sick of his question-begging punditry.