Book: Methodius Buslaev. Bright wings to a dark guardian. Page 1

Silly to be offended. We must always tell yourself the truth. If you don't tell yourself the truth myself, tomorrow you'll tell her friend, and the next day - the enemy.

Every intelligent man, lived to the age of sixteen, realizes that no girl is lovely twenty-four hours a day three hundred and sixty five days a year. Beauty is a sudden, fleeting, for a moment flashing condition. The exception to the rule, and not the rule.
One girl funny angry, another maudlin, a third chatty. The fourth scream is funny when he swears on the phone with my mom. The fifth being greedy for nothing. Sixth stores in a purse candy wrappers over the past year. And so on to infinity. Human need to love not for something, but in spite of something. Only in this case it feels all the kicks and vzbryki of fate.

Have you noticed how rapid people delude themselves? Cheat and can't cheat. The truth comes to them and herself anywhere she is not going anywhere. You can convince yourself that you're not pimply, but just the face of pink. Until some aunt will not shout in the store to his son: "get up to the cashier out of the pimple".

Usually the strongest pain brings negligible.

You little and fear little. You're growing up and the fear grows with you tirelessly to change masks, acquiring new forms. Just yesterday ridiculous fear, every terrible today.

The man believes in two cases: when he really believes and when secretly feels, that distrust will break his mental state.

If you don't like people fear them, not feel its unity with them, you're miserable and alien world. But you love people - and the situation instantly changes. Branch alive, just as it is part of the tree. In any other case it quickly becomes a dead piece of wood.

Jealousy is like a liquid for kindling of fires, which buys inexperienced tourists. When a person begins to pour the jealousy in the fire of love, then fire is barely burning. Or flame does not heat and want it strengthened. In General, something is not right.

People should not attached to anything. He must love, my love, all my heart, but not to be attached.

Love, love... There she is tormented himself. No her torturing everyone else.

In life it often happens that the spear, not knowing of the mistake, throw the bird, which is impossible to get.