Life is what one encounters while waiting for his dreams
...wenn wirs nur so weinfach hätten, wie Gummibärchen...
You have your life in your own hands. Make something off it.
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What is life? It is the flash of a firefly in the night. It is the breath of a buffalo in the winter. It is the little shadow that flits across the grass and the sun disappears!
nein 
