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;

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

They got sick of his question-begging punditry.