Book: The Golden calf. Page 1

It is necessary to think. For example, I fed ideas.

Drivers love a good road.

Is it really a wonderful life, or is it just me?

The weather favored love.

What is the time now has come, -
To believe in God stopped.

- Why do you eat so much?
- I need to have fun.

Damn it, grows in front of the new life!

All major modern state amassed the most dishonest way.

You have a car and you don't know where to go. We have a car there. But we know where to go.

I have had all the vulgar signs of love: lack of appetite, insomnia, and maniacal desire to write poetry. Look what I managed to pick up last night at fluctuating light of an electrical lamp: "I remember a wonderful moment, you appeared before me as a fleeting vision, as the genius of pure beauty". True, okay? Talented? And only at dawn, when finished was the last line, I remembered that this verse had already been written by A. Pushkin. Such a shock from the classic! Huh?

Well, adieu, great country. I don't like to be the first student to obtain the marks for attention, diligence, and behavior. I'm a private person and is not obliged to be interested in silage pits, trenches and towers. I did not seem interested in the problem of the socialist alteration of man in the angel and the depositor of a savings Bank. On the contrary. Interest me the most troubling issues of respect for the person of single millionaires.

Socks with double heel is not just a production of some kind of cooperative of cooperative of Reinaldo, but a symbol of a happy marriage, legalized by the Registrar.

The students felt the superiority of the viewer in front of entertainer. The audience listens to the citizen in a frock coat, sometimes laughing, lazily applauding him, but in the end goes home, no more nothing to compere. And the compere after the show comes to the artistic club, sad sitting on the cutlet and complains to a fellow Rabisu operetta comedian that the audience does not understand it, and the government doesn't. The comedian drinking vodka and also complains that he did not understand. And what is there not to understand? Sharpness old, and the old and relearn later. Everything seems to be clear.

I did it not in the interests of truth, and in the interests of truth.