Throw your dreams into space like a kite, and you do not know what it will bring back, a new life, a new friend, a new love, a new country.
- Anais Nin
"And what does it live on?"
"Weak tea with cream in it."
A new difficulty came into Alice's head,
"Supposing it couldn't find any?" she suggested.
"Then it would die, ofcourse."
"But that must happen very often," Alice remarked thoughtfully.
"It always happens," said the Gnat.
Haai Anel,
ReplyDeleteEk het vir jou 'n e-mail gestuur oor vanaand.
Dit is Leana van Marfa, laat my weet of jy saam met ons 'n drankie in Padres wil gaan drink sodat jy nog 'n spul nuwe vriende kan maak.
L