ThursdayOct 27, 2016
Wilhelm Hauff (November 29, 1802 - November 18, 1827) was a German poet and novelist.
I don't think you can get away with putting your talents in a toilet bowl and not having them flushed away. Forever. There is a level of murder of one's soul and of the culture that they're supposed to be feeding vitamins to...
I take my wife everywhere I go. She always finds her way back.
Henry "Henny" Youngman
Sometimes the poorest man leaves his children the richest inheritance.
Ruth E. Renkel