Book: Teacher

Yes, my dear, love is very bitter. Say it strong, as strong as death. Many misconceptions in our life strong. As for her sweets, there is nothing more bystroletov, more transient, than the sweetness of love. Any moment, a moment - and there is none! But the bitterness stays forever, it may disappear only in the dawn of eternity, but until the last time, it will sting and torment you, making life in the gloomy darkness.

The cemetery was large enough to walk on it without half an hour of monotonous walking on the same track, and for fans of the cemetery of the annals there has been presented a great many kinds of labels. Here people of different blood, different languages and nationalities<...>
Every nationality, tribe, family mourned in their own way and silent as was their cry!

The thought of marrying a doll or a fool was always horrified me: I have no doubt that a pretty doll, beautiful dummy is only good for the honeymoon, but when the passion cooled down - how scary to find yourself in the place of a heart candlestick candle, and in the arms - minded person and remember making it myself - no, my idol - and what the rest of this terminally boring life you must lead side by side with the creature, unable to understand your words, to feel what was in your heart, and empathize with you!

We do not offend the fact that, quite unsolicited, generously imposed.

When in nature there is a grain of perseverance or self-will, minor obstacles rather inspire them to action than discourage him hunting.

I once to make sure that someone's nature is incompatible with my worth to this man to drop yourself in my eyes, something deeply repugnant to my rules, I break off this relationship.

-Once it all reaches its climax, the extreme points - like any feeling, and situation in life.

Very few people like to admit, chose to no then the field, and every self-respecting man will row long against wind and tide, before shouting: "I lost" and yield to the waves that will carry it back to shore.