Book: Weed, obvivshem bag executioner

If he expects I will argue, he will have to wait until you are cows in maroon pajamas.

Experience has taught me that an expected answer is often better than the truth.

- It seems, Peter the Great now well-behaved, - I said with calculated shudder and a nod in the direction of the blazing hulks.
- Sometimes he's very cheeky. She smiled. - It's because he's Russian, I guess.

To put it politely, this woman is plain as pudding.

You don't know how it is when seams come loose.

But all too soon we grew up. Too soon to make not only the pleasures of the adult world, but also its complexity.

I couldn't understand, I just knew that some deep-seated chemical substance inside one of us really needed his long-lost complement - or antidote? - inside another.

In my experience, stupid jokes in the mouth of one who is not so stupid, are often nothing more than camouflage for something far, far worse.

I don't smoke, - I gasped.
"Why not?" she wanted to know. - Too young or too wise?
I was wondering if I did not begin next week - haltingly, I replied. - She just has not yet arrived.

Death is nothing more than a simple masquerade and life too! and they're both artfully someone orientirovany, some behind the scenes heaven is a Matt Wilmott.
We are all puppets put on the stage with God - or Fate, or Chemistry, call it what you want, where we put on like gloves, the hands and control of Ruperts Parsony and Matta Wilmotte the world. Or Ophelia and Daphne they're.
I wanted to soulwrath!

I double-blinked, enough to not look disrespectful.

If you want to remember, remember the main thing: inspiration from within is like the heat in the kiln. It allows you to bake tolerable Bathonian traps rolls. But inspiration from the outside is like a volcano, it changes the shape of the world.