So, she tells me, the words dribbling out with the cranberry muffin crumbs, commas dunked in her coffee.

Usamos una serie de teatrales señas con las manos para comunicar lo que un simple susurro habría hecho con la misma eficacia. Pero hemos hecho voto de silencio: ni una palabra hasta que estemos a salvo, de camino a casa.

Six pints of bitter,” said Ford Prefect to the barman of the Horse and Groom. “And quickly please, the world’s about to end.

Failure is an event not a person,so keep on trying and don't identify yourself with it

Written By Donald Matlaila

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