Book: Man and Boy, or the story of the sequel

Most men stray from the path of truth just because of pure chance and the joy of meaningless sex should not be underestimated.

We had a marriage. I thought he was solid, and you decided that it has become a routine. You're a typical romantic, Harry. The relationship did not reach your pathetic fantasies, divorced from reality, and you ruined that relationship. You ruined everything. And then you have the audacity to consider themselves the injured party.

Canned laughter, so tense that it makes you want to cry...

You go and your baby becomes the flotsam and jetsam, floating without a rudder and without sails the seas of daytime TV...

If I was going to change to Gina, I wanted to do it with her too.

Every father is a hero to his son. At least as long as the sons grow up and find their new heroes.

That's what thirty years: adulthood, but not disappointed by in life, but not complacent, worldly wise but not enough to throw himself under a train. This should be the best time of life.

Don't underestimate the value of a full family. Nowadays it meets the decent condition. It's like that, for example, to have nature eyes Paul Newman or a ginormous dick. It's a real gift of fate that is held by only a few. And confront him is impossible.

His generation took care of their children, parents before returning home, and if they had their own house and they could spend a two weeks vacation with the children, they have considered themselves happy.
But my generation grew up putting on the first place in the list of required acquisitions of a piece of personal, individual happiness.
That's why we're fucking on the side, dicking around Gadim all his life with such alarming regularity.
My generation longs for a beautiful life. Why would our children be different? And my father quite early learned that a beautiful life isn't in vain.

Globally there are 4 billion people. Of them close to me only a handful of people. Including you. Especially you.

There are only two kinds of sex. Marital and premarital. The fulfillment of duty and a desire. Compassionate and passionate. Slightly warm and hot. Making love and fucking.
Usually, with time we lose one species and gain of another. So happens. But there is always the possibility to return the lost back.
Just need to fall in love again.

Just have time to fall in love. To fall in love again and again in one and the same person.

To love means to understand when to let go.

If you have sons, you care, and if a daughter, then you pray.