Book: The Return Of Ugurbado

The last word always for those who managed to stay alive...

When you stand so close to death, life seems really great jewel. Even someone else's life...

I have noticed that of all sorts of wonderful events for sweet dreams which was ditched a lot of precious hours of my one and only life, prefer to happen to me precisely at the moment when I was totally unable to appreciate them!

When I smile, it always means that life goes on. The most useful of my conditional reflexes, what would I do without him doing?!

I don't need miracles if they're trying to foist by force!