Book: We live. Page 2

I never had to face life with too many things. People create their own questions because they are afraid to look straight. And you only need to look right and see the path and when you see it, now you don't need to sit and look at it got to go.

He looked at her with a weak smile and patted my hand like a child.
- Don't you know - he asked - that we can't sacrifice millions in the name of several people?
- And to sacrifice the few when those few - the best of the best? Choose the best right on top and you will remain the best. What is your weight, not the millions of stupid, cowering, indifferent souls who have no own thoughts, own dreams, their own desires, who eat, sleep, and helplessly repeat the words hammered into their brain the other? And for those you would sacrifice a few, who knows life, who is life itself? I'm sick of your ideals, because I don't know the worst of justice, than to give not deserved. Because people are not equal in abilities and not treat them like they are equal.

- Still do not know who of us you need to arm yourself with courage.
- I would be scared only in the day when I give up. And this day will never come.

It was ugly, but used his homeliness so skillfully that even the most beautiful girls recognized it as a dangerous rival.

- There are things that we must never betray the voice of Vassily Ivanovich was sonorous and solid as a prophet.

I appeal to you, Holy warriors of a new life! Are we sure about what we do? Nobody has the right to decide for others why they should live, because in the best of us is that which stands above all Nations and groups. I'm talking about the human mind and its values. God, I fearlessly and honestly, but neither I nor anyone else don't say anything, simply ask yourself one question: "why am I here?" Admit that you only live for yourself. Call it purpose, love, business, ideal, finally. But all these objectives and ideals of your personally yours and anyone else's. Every honest man can be called selfish. He who lives not for himself, - does not live. You can't change it, because from birth the only and perfect purpose for man is himself. Neither the law nor the party nor the GPU will never be able to suppress a person's own "I". You will not be able to enslave the human mind, you will only destroy it. You have already made an attempt and see what happened. Take a look at those you gave birth to, who are allowed to prevail. Swing the best that is in man, - and you will see what will remain. Do we really need mangled and disfiguring other reptiles are ugly?

- Look at me! Take a good look! I was born and I knew that I live and understand what I want.
What do you think keeps me alive? Why do I live? Because I have a stomach, which I stuffed with food? Because I breathe and earn a living? Or because I know what I want, maybe it is life itself.
And who - in this damned universe - who can tell me why I should live not for what you want.
Who articulately answer me this question?
You tried to give us their guidance on what we want and what is not. You came, like an army in a triumphal procession, with the mission of building a new life. Root out old life, about which you knew nothing, you define the criteria new. You got into the natural man, in every hour, every minute, every nerve, every secret thought and said that now all have to live differently. You came and forbade living to live. You locked us in the stone basement, from your close bonds we have burst a vein! And you curiously watching to see what will become of us. Well, look! Look anyone the eyes!

We decided to build a temple. Will we, in the end, even though the chapel? No. We did not succeed even to the toilet. We built musty kitchen with an old stove! We put on the fire a kettle and began to prepare the brew of blood, ash and steel. What have we got? A new humanity? The people of granite? Or at least a terrible monster? No. We people are meandering nonentities. Gutta-percha, two-faced creatures. These puny humans don't even need to be punished. They dutifully take the whip into their own hands and flog themselves. You never had a chance to attend any of the circle of political education? It would not hurt. There you can learn a lot about the human spirit.

- I would like to help you. But of all people, I least of all can help you. You know that.
He laughed softly:
- But you're helping me, Kira. You're the one who helps me.
She whispered:
Why?
Because, whatever happens, I have you. Because, whatever the human tragedy I saw around me, I still have you.

Once people supervised reverence. Then fear. Today people are guided by their stomach. Earlier people were bound hand and foot with chains. Today, they are enmeshed in the rectum.

"Listen," she said quietly, clinging cheek against his bright hair, - I know not always easy to maintain the presence of the spirit. Sometimes a thought: what use is to be bold for the sake of their own pride? So let's agree that we will try to stand up for themselves. When you're very sick, just smile and remember me. I will do the same. And then we leave together. Remember, it is very important to keep the presence of the spirit. Try to survive as long as possible.

... If we quietly and just think about all of this - as it is - may we know what death is? It's the end of everything, forever, never again, never, no matter we want it or not.
Can't you see why can't he die? Because I love him.
We all have to suffer. We all achieve something and lose something. It's all good. But because we live, each of us has something that... like... the basis of our existence - and this cannot be touched.