Book: The Name Of The Wind. Page 1

You see, women are like fires, like flames. Some women are like candles, bright and friendly. Some like sparks or embers, like fireflies for chasing on summer nights. Some - like a fire in the road: give light and warmth for one night, and then want to be left out. Some - like a fire: and like that, but inside they are burning like hot coals, and burn for a long time.

Every tale has deep roots.

Beer dulls a memory, brand scorches it with fire and stake the heart cry, watered his wine.

Nothing makes a man feel like a man, like a young virgin.

No peremenchiva way than the wind and the whim of the female.

It's amazing how much better I think on a full stomach.

- Isn't everything in this world, right? - denna mused. We want sweet, but need to be bitter.

Nothing is so tiring as a strong belief in imminent death.

Owls wise. They are cautious and patient. Wisdom precludes boldness. That's why owls are bad characters.

If you manage to find someone with whom you can cuddle on the couch and close my eyes to the whole world, you're in luck - even if it only lasts for a minute.

Smart, but, moreover, a frivolous person is one of the most horrible creatures in the world.

Call a pike a pike and a shovel a shovel. But always call a whore a lady. Their life is hard, but politeness it never hurts to

Anyone who thinks boys are innocent and sweet, never been a boy or had forgotten about it. And anyone who thinks that people are not violent and do not cause each other pain, hardly often out of the house.