Book: Full illumination. Page 1



We are both people who remain in the mind much zapadnoje.
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God favors the plagiarist. No wonder it is written: "And God created man in His own image, in the image of God he created him; male and female he created them." God himself is the first plagiarist is.
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Sometimes I feel caught in a trap, as if no matter what I do, the outcome was already a foregone conclusion.
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She was beautiful, as the person whom you are destined to meet, but whom you always dream to meet, like a man who's too good for you.
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I used to think that humor is the only way to appreciate the beauty and the horror of the world, to glorify life in all its diversity. <...> But now I think that the opposite is true. Humor is a way to escape from the horror and beauty.
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What good is love when it's on the paper?
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If not in this world of love, we will create a new world, and will rip off his heavy walls, and it has to look soft purple furniture and equip the door with a hammer whose knock would be similar to what makes a diamond falling to a jeweler's felt, that we never hear.
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The only thing more painful than being an active zabyvaem is to be a passive omnitele.
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That's what we did: we own hands killed their babies to protect them.
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Everything is as it is because everything was the way it was.
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Something happened that was inevitable: Yankel fell in love with his fictional wife. He could now Wake in the night, yearning for her weight, never taulava bed next to him, remembering the weight of gestures, it has never done, exhausted, without the weightlessness of her naruki too real across his torso, making him udobstvami memories even more convincing, and the pain they caused, even more unbearable. He felt that he lost it. And he really lost. At night he read the letters she never wrote.
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It's my heart. You touch his left hand. Not because you're a Lefty, though it is not excluded, but because I pressed against it with your left hand. Now you feel how it beats. Because of this I live.
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Love is not hedged against inflation.
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And if we are truly aspiring to a brighter future, must we not first look into their past and reconcile yourself with him?
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I know that the right things can be more than one. There may be two. They may not be
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