Book: Bed

When a person is indifferent, he doesn't feel anything at all.

Waiting. In this, perhaps, the mystery of the Spanish phenomenon of "penetration". Wait, do you even pulsing pads, swells and heaving of the chest, you lick parched lips, for the hundredth time, corrected a pillow, squeeze, then throw the hips. Worried, you think minutes that seem like hours you. Waiting for the creaking door, breaking through the darkness the beams of light from the hallway, the sound of his steps. And when he's finally with you, even though you're naked, you want him to undress even more.

Love for you only an occasional and very brief displacement of our own selfishness in favor of the selfishness of another person.

She always lays it on when leaving for a long time. To return to feel at home. To something reminded, as she returned to the mother. No one was waiting for her with such impatience as a mother. And no one rejoiced at her return. Sleep on this linen one night, then wash it and hide in the closet. Until the next departure. In this bed sleeps it. Yet. Someday, maybe there will be someone standing and she zastelit it for both of them. But that's someday...

Even in sleep I dream a dream...

In dreams we are in contact with the part of consciousness, which causes pain.

From the group of amphetamines and opiates heroin and love are two very similar dependencies.

Offering love actually believes that she is the most fresh, the most important and this time probably the last. And will believe it until the next love.

In this world, even the rats are racing.

Yes. Some books smell like their stories. And the ocean...

He didn't measure time by the years of his life. He measured his minutes of their experiences.

But the longer I live, the less value it has for me a beauty.

In Germany Saturday begins with the car wash. Do not wash only the students, the mentally ill and Communists.

About first love... True that the first means the most in life. It came up with a jealous and envious "first". For me, the most important is the last love.