"Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player/
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage/
And then is heard no more: it is a tale/
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury,/
Signifying nothing." Shakespeare
sâmbătă, iulie 29, 2006
Food - What summer is made of... part II
"Life is like a bowl of cherries"
"...please don't go don't go, don't go away please don't go don't go, I'm begging you to stay"