Ah, Caviar! I keep on eating it, but can never get my fill. Like olives. It's a lucky thing it's not salty.
Anton ChekhovLife is given only once, and one wants to live it boldly, with full conscious and beauty.
Anton ChekhovAh, Caviar! I keep on eating it, but can never get my fill. Like olives. It's a lucky thing it's not salty.
Anton ChekhovLife is given only once, and one wants to live it boldly, with full conscious and beauty.
Anton Chekhov