Book: One-Storey America. Page 4

From work head hurts. From entertainment she, too, is bursting.

The sunset was pure, naive, as if it was drawn by a provincial lady long before she came first, terrible thoughts about men.

The violin is a dangerous tool. It is impossible to play bad or just okay, like the piano. Mediocre violin the game is terrible, but good - mediocre and barely tolerable. The violin you have to play great, but then the game can be enjoyed.

The first month we remained undaunted. We did not drink Coca-Cola. We made it almost to the end of the journey. A few more days and we would have been in the ocean, out of danger. Still, advertising has taken its toll. We broke down and tasted this drink. I can say quite frankly: Yes, Coca-Cola really freshens the larynx, excites the nerves, healing for ailing health, alleviates mental anguish, and makes a man a genius like Leo Tolstoy. We try not to say so if it was hammered into our heads for three months, every day, every hour and every minute!

The close proximity of hell makes life in Paradise not too pretty.

Sometimes it is useful for a better acquaintance with the country to leave it for a day.

No such advertising that would not find its readers.

The American God, picky as an aspiring Prosecutor, and he would find something to complain about.