Book: Alcove secrets of the chefs

Fear will disappear in an alcoholic haze - to the next morning to come back again, handsomely, together with a painful tearing soul crash alarm.

Once, I remember, I admitted Mackenzie: I hate kibby because he awakens the beast in me, is forcing you to do things that I'm ashamed of. Little Rob, God bless his minimalist soul replied without hesitation:
- Get smash him in the nose, and all!
Oh, it was necessary to follow his advice!.. I did much worse than that: bloody kibby of the soul.

I do not notice her presence and suffer when it is not.

Probably need friends more than sex partners.

They say that the truth frees, but it is, in my opinion, selfish nonsense. The one who confessed, it may be free, but those who are listening, almost always have to suffer.

I look at this Duo and understand that taking responsibility for the other bad and wrong, because sooner or later, he falls in dependency on your ward.

About his father:
Is it possible to miss what you never had?

The worst thing about this is that until the last moment unaware how close are becoming fierce enemies. So close that in the end you realize: you're responsible for them. The true enemy is dearer wife, dearer the child, dearer elderly parents. The true enemy taking a hold of you, gets to dictate the way of life; from him he is not to be dismissed.

Be honest with yourself.

I'm not hooked on alcohol, and the lifestyle. The special way of communicating.

A lover or a book? Life or career?
People live without thinking about these forks; it seems that the choice can be postponed. But there comes a point when it can no longer be postponed. And you suddenly realize that the choice made long ago, and you didn't even notice.

Cocktail "Crash": a splash of Calvinist repression, add a pinch of Catholic shame, generously pour
alcohol for three hundred years in a dark damp place. Serve on a tray with vulgar ornament.
Drinking garlic.

- Half I spent on women, booze and horses. And the rest squandered.

All are equal but some are more equal...