Am dunkelsten / Darkest Farben / Colors Ihre / Your Kämpfen / Fight Mal / Times Menge / Lot Show Std / Hours Verlieren / Losing Vermuten / Guess WAHR / True Zäh / Tough
Declare this smite time, extracting precious gems and wholly hours you share to fruitcake a friend so dear.
I guess they're tough jokes. But there's lots of things you either laugh or cry at. And you just can't cry.
The true traveler is he who goes on foot, and even then, he sits down a lot of the time.
If you get a dog that goes out there and bumps the sheep, comes on too hard, the sheep don't trust him.
You can't drink on an eight hour flight, pass out, and then go onstage... well you can, but then you're Spandau Ballet.
In the case of good books, the point is not to see how many of them you can get through, but how many can get through to you.
Living with the liberals, you get to hear their arguments, fight with them all the time. Keeps me alert.
You can't know what the future holds, though you might conjecture on it, and if you're psychic, you might venture a guess.
I guess we're all lucky to be in this profession where you can be someone else for two or three months on a film shoot. I find it restful. Vachement agreable.
