...It eluded us then, but that's no matter. Tomorrow we will run faster, stretch out our arms farther. And one fine morning. So we beat on, boats against the current, borne back ceaselessly into the past.
Hello. My name is Nick Tsui. Talk to me.
...It eluded us then, but that's no matter. Tomorrow we will run faster, stretch out our arms farther. And one fine morning. So we beat on, boats against the current, borne back ceaselessly into the past.
Hello. My name is Nick Tsui. Talk to me.