Is it that we don’t know each other well enough, or is time just too merciless? As I gaze at the spring dawn, the blossoms quietly bid farewell to the branches.
Nothing makes your father prouder than you continuing your studies with the utmost enthusiasm and striving to become an honest and outstanding man. — Beethoven
Grateful for the extraordinary nature of life, for the gems that shine brightly in the river of existence; grateful for the richness and diversity of life, and for the undying passion for living bestowed by all living things.