 | Penny Petrone - 1983 - 258 pàgines
...people. A little while and I will be gone from among you. Whither, I cannot tell. From nowhere we came; into nowhere we go. What is life? It is the flash...in the night. It is the breath of a buffalo in the winter time. It is as the little shadow that runs across the grass and loses itself in the sunset.... | |
 | Joyce Hifler - 1992 - 420 pàgines
...moment was a thing of joy and knocks softly on our minds today when the need for solitude is there. I What is life? It is the flash of a firefly in the night... the breath of a buffalo in the winter time... a little shadow which runs across the grass and loses... | |
 | William Young Chalfant - 1997 - 260 pàgines
...Cheyennes really had was each other and a vibrant living culture that their descendants cling to still. What is life? It is the flash of a firefly in the night. It is the breath of a buffalo in the winter time. It is the little shadow which runs across the grass and loses itself in the sunset. —... | |
 | Patrick Kilcarr, Patricia Quinn - 1997 - 206 pàgines
...how you can make it more rewarding and successful for both of you. Chapter 1 WHAT ADHD IS AND ISN'T What is life? It is the flash of a firefly in the night. It is the breath of a buffalo in the winter time; it is the little shadow which runs across the grass and loses itself in the sunset. Last... | |
 | Daniel Ray White - 1998 - 282 pàgines
...information presented to memory being reduced exponentially. The Charm and the Terror of Digitation What is life? It is the flash of a firefly in the night. It is the breath of a buffalo in the winter time. It is the little shadow which runs across the grass and loses itself in the sunset. —... | |
 | Guy Murchie - 1999 - 708 pàgines
...as if already "dead." We simply ARE. 537 1890, when he murmured to Father Doucet from his deathbed, "A little while and I will be gone from you — whither...in the night. It is the breath of a buffalo in the winter time. It is the little shadow that runs across the grass and loses itself in the sunset." 538... | |
 | George Melnyk - 1998 - 270 pàgines
...will be gone from among you. Whither, I cannot tell. From nowhere we came: into nowhere we go.Wliat is life? It is the flash of a firefly in the night. It is the breath of a buffalo in the winter time. It is as the little shadow that runs across the grass and loses itself in the sunset.49... | |
 | Grant Baxter, Wendy Stuart - 1999 - 148 pàgines
...A little while and I will be gone from among you, whither I go I cannot tell. From nowhere we came, into nowhere we go. What is life? It is the flash of a fireflv in the night. It is the breath of a buffalo in the wintertime. It is as the little shadow that... | |
 | Bethany G. Knight, Lisa Cantrell, Lori Porter - 2000 - 111 pàgines
...hate; A time of war and a time of peace. In a little while I will be gone from you, my people, and whither I cannot tell. From nowhere we come, into...flash of a firefly in the night. It is the breath of the buffalo in the winter time. It is the shadow that runs across the grass and loses itself in the... | |
 | John Robert Colombo - 2001 - 410 pàgines
...on 25 April 1890, uttered the following moving words: A little while and I will be gone from among you, whither I cannot tell. From nowhere we come, into nowhere we go. What is life? It is a flash of a firefly in the night. It is a breath of a buffalo in the winter time. It is as the little... | |
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What is life? It is the flash of a firefly in the night. It is the breath of a buffalo in the winter time. It is the little shadow that runs across the grass and loses itself in the sunset. 
