Book: Shadows in Paradise. Page 4

Often I looked at my own feelings a bit. I took it, so to speak, not full face and in profile. They didn't fill me up entirely, and slithered past. I don't know why. Maybe it was fear, or maybe complexes. You're all different. With you I think. All my senses are wide open. You good love and just as good to be with you then. Here it is now. With many women this is not possible and not desirable. Now, do you know that it is better when you love, it seems that it's the pinnacle, and then, when you lie in bed with you in complete peace, it seems that I loved you more.

Her friendliness was manifested so violently that at times bordered on a good-natured tyranny; either it took you all the way, you became enemies.

In wartime in restaurants are often nowhere to Apple to fall. Everyone still in a hurry to get something from life, especially being out of danger. The money then is spent easier. You might think that the future is in time of peace is more reliable.

... We hated and we loved each other, and spew curses that were matched except that dray carriers, and then, to more closely merge with each other and release your brain from the artificially erected barriers to know the mystery of the winds and the sea and the secret world of animals; we showered each other with obscene language and whispering to each other the most tender words, and then, utterly exhausted and weary, lay waiting for the coming silence, deep, brown-gold silence full of comfort, where there is no strength to utter a word, and all words not necessary - they are scattered somewhere in the distance, like stones after a strong storm; we've been waiting for this silence, and she came to us was near us, we felt ourselves become as silent as a breath, but not rapid breathing, and barely noticeable, hardly raising his chest.

All you can find the bright side of it, even in the miserable life which I'm doomed. In this life nothing is a habit. Great! All of you are enjoying like the first time. All chills you to the bone. Tickles, namely to the bone, to the bone, to the gray matter, which is contained in your skull.

However, I knew that a stranger can fall in love and not even a very suitable object to love because he needed love, and it's not important whom to vent their feelings.

It is strange how much we get advice from everywhere. The man is a master to give advice to others.

Nothing connected with each other and all are interrelated, and this General relationship is a kind of eternal human staff in the earthly journey, one end of which is a lie, the other is the inconceivable truth. But what is unfathomable truth? Unfathomable lies?

From habits to the monotony of only one step.

- In the meantime? What would you like to do?
- Anything not to think. And as long as possible.

- Do you live here?
Yes. Temporarily.
- All live here temporarily. But many get stuck for life.

- You can't be one?
- I feel bad when I'm alone, Robert. I like the ivy. Whenever I be alone, and I'm starting to creep on the floor and die.

It's already autumn. And in the fall should not be one. To survive the fall and so hard enough.

... you had a goal. It saves.