Many hands make light work.
You can't jump for the stars if your feet hurt. And when you get where you're going, you darn well better look great!
You can’t jump for the stars if your feet hurt.
And when you get where you’re going, you darn well better look great!
Quis custodiet ipsos custodes? Who will guard the guards?
It is said that in death, all things become clear.
