Leo Tolstoy. War and peace (№ 321562)

Spring, love and happiness! - like said the oak. - And how will not bother you all the same stupid, senseless deception! All the same, and all of the hype! There is no spring, no sun, no happiness. Vaughn look, sitting crushed dead firs, always the same, and Vaughn and I spread my broken, tattered fingers, where they grew up - from behind, from the sides. As a grown up - so stand up, and do not believe in your hopes and deceptions.