It is not a language's weakness but its strengths that control the gradient of its change: Alas, a language never escapes its embryonic sac.
I believe in pink. I believe that laughing is the best calorie burner. I believe in kissing, kissing a lot. I believe in being strong when everything seems to be going wrong. I believe that happy girls are the prettiest girls. I believe that tomorrow is another day and I believe in miracles.
Learning makes a man fit company for himself.