Book: Servants. Page 2

But I need to know what happened between them. Not out of curiosity. I just have never had a close relationship. I need to know what part forever. How many rules you can break before you throw, and which rules are the most important.

The moment when your child says he hates you, and through it passes every child is like a kick in the stomach.

Mississippi is like a mother to me. Only I'm allowed to complain about it. But beware anyone who dares to speak ill of her in my presence, if indeed she is not his mother too.

- The chest is for the bedroom and feeding children, not for social events.
- What's she supposed to do? To leave the breast at home?!

Required young Secretary. The ability to print optional. To call Mr. Sanders.
God, if he didn't need whatever she was typing, what can he want with her?

She smiles like the thought never occurred to her lacquered hair's head.

No one says anything, but we still manage to have a conversation.

Yes, it is on the roll in a madhouse the first comments.

I always thought that crazy scary, dark and bitter, but it turned out that, when immersed in it actually, it's soft and delicious.

Women, they are not that men. The woman will not come to you with a club in his hands. They have a small delicate tools, sharp as a witch's claws, but clean, neatly laid out like on a tray at the dentist. They cleverly treat them.

Ugliness lives inside. To be ugly means to be nasty, evil man.

Every morning, until he dies and you bury in the ground, you'll have to make that decision... You have to ask yourself: "am I Going to believe that today these fools say about me?"

Girls with no personal life, no one says that memories can be almost as enjoyable as the events themselves.

They not only exist, these boundaries, but you know me better than exactly where they are.
- I thought so too. And now don't believe it. Borders in our minds. And people like miss hilly is always trying to make us believe, they really are. But they are not.