Our aim is to make the world more beautiful than it was when we came into it. It can be done. You can do it--love yourse — Kurt Vonnegut Jr., Welcome to the Monkey House
Our aim is to make the world more beautiful than it was when we came into it. It can be done. You can do it--love yourse — Kurt Vonnegut Jr., Welcome to the Monkey House
Our aim is to make the world more beautiful than it was when we came into it. It can be done. You can do it--love yourse — Kurt Vonnegut Jr., Welcome to the Monkey House
Our aim is to make the world more beautiful than it was when we came into it. It can be done. You can do it--love yourse — Kurt Vonnegut Jr., Welcome to the Monkey House
Our aim is to make the world more beautiful than it was when we came into it. It can be done. You can do it--love yourse — Kurt Vonnegut Jr., Welcome to the Monkey House
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Our aim is to make the world more beautiful than it was when we came into it. It can be done. You can do it--love yourself

— Kurt Vonnegut Jr., Welcome to the Monkey House
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