Be happy -- if you're not even happy, what's so good about surviving? — Tom Stoppard, Rosencrantz and Guildenstern Are Dead
Be happy -- if you're not even happy, what's so good about surviving? — Tom Stoppard, Rosencrantz and Guildenstern Are Dead
Be happy -- if you're not even happy, what's so good about surviving? — Tom Stoppard, Rosencrantz and Guildenstern Are Dead
Be happy -- if you're not even happy, what's so good about surviving? — Tom Stoppard, Rosencrantz and Guildenstern Are Dead
Be happy -- if you're not even happy, what's so good about surviving? — Tom Stoppard, Rosencrantz and Guildenstern Are Dead
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Be happy -- if you're not even happy, what's so good about surviving?

— Tom Stoppard, Rosencrantz and Guildenstern Are Dead
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