Make voyages. Attempt them. There's nothing else.
Mexico is the front door to South America - and the back door to the states.
We're left alone with each other. We have to creep close to each other and give gentle little nudges with our paws and our muzzles before we can slip into sleep and rest for the next day's playtime.
Maggie, we're through with lies and liars in this house. Lock the door.
Revolution begins in putting on bright colors.
Show me a person who hasn´t known any sorrow and I´ll show you a superficial.