Some might say sleet…
All is well with me. The rain doesn’t reach me, my room is well heated, what more can one ask for? There’s no shortage of work, either. — Paul Klee
Some might say sleet…
All is well with me. The rain doesn’t reach me, my room is well heated, what more can one ask for? There’s no shortage of work, either. — Paul Klee
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Never give up: There are certain times that you think, OK, you have beaten me down to my knees. And now the challenge is, I am on my knees and you keep on beating me down. And the question is, are you going to keep beating me all the way to the ground or will I find a way to struggle my way back on to my feet.
Love this one.