Book: Bimin. The tariff for unlimited happiness

Love is like thirst in the desert. Physiological needs are inexhaustible.

Each converted happiness or timid illusion in its currency, knowing with whom to share account, and who to put on the first number.

The beginning of life with someone similar to the scales - one side is freedom and on the other - do not believe the same freedom. Only the first one is called "I am Free", the second "Free not just me." If you want to limit someone's freedom, start with yourself.

Indeed, we live with the R. soul to soul: then I told him there spit, he is me...

Who'd read my mind, red would be from the presence there of the brane obscene expressions.

He again shouted. Amazing man.

No one knows whether there is life after death, but live, thinking that there's nothing there - just so you can appreciate every moment, every second, enjoying every difficulty.

- I first... I first... Cause ground service. The height of 5000 meters. Ran out of gas. Tell the user...
- Ground service... the First... First, repeat after me: "our father, who art in heaven..."

If you have the eighth worst, to hell with pancakes, sculpt a lumps.

My Teddy world was woven of synthetics.

And I wanted to be sad, but it is a luxury.

Sometimes we have opened my eyes and was happy that she was so close. And so much together.

Yes, Yes, Yes. On the street the primary symptoms of Paradise. And many, as always, can't see it through the tinted window or black-out blinds.

Want that I stopped flying on a broom? Provide weather and provide a "Boeing".