Book: The third Newton's Apple

Not limiting themselves banal expeditions to the attic he climbed on the trees, on cliffs, where there was so much unknown. It had all new marine landscapes, hidden slopes, stretching up into the sky, steep, stone wall, with barely visible ledges-steps made by nature just for him, Matthew.

England have set the world on fire and inflamed the minds of everyone existing in this world of beggars, denying what they themselves could not be, - property, wealth, roots, marriage. And for greater faith in the sanctity of started a fire - in the best and incomprehensible British traditions - have not regretted it for kindling his own aristocracy.

Matthew was born at the turn of the times, almost as epochal as the fall of the Roman or British empires, but much less coloured by the historians. Kink almost to the ground and destroyed the previous Western world with the illusion of universal love and brotherhood, romance, overcoming violence and wars, the negation of the false and corrupt the beauty of post-war American culture of Coca-Cola and Hollywood.

They never said to each other during the year no words of love, and can hardly tell. Love that is not and never will be words and which words are not necessary. Not written about it the novel.

New York admired woody Allen, and they both didn't like his films, full of neurotic, insane, in this crazy city, busy digging in his own rude senses and disbanded the psyche and consider this activity is a significant and spiritual. And they don't even have the courage to do it alone, and impose on each of its inside-out soul. Not in this for aesthetics, just mad new York, could produce such a phenomenon and raise it almost a social force. Well-being without roots and centuries-old culture, people rush along in a mad rhythm of the city melted from the heat of the asphalt, not planted a single tree, not nurtured long-term labor any garden. Nation who killed John Lennon and I believe that it is OK with her...

Art is the only tool by which the mind controls the world.

The jury was repulsive to him as the Institute as a whole. The most ridiculous that could produce a democracy, mutating from a noble utopian ideas in clumsy, creaking machine, clumsily moving around the world. There is a charge and you are protected, everyone builds his picture in the adversarial process. Duel these sophisticated professionals can take months, often years, patterns are becoming more diverse, are populated with new figures. And here is the verdict of the duel these artists brought twelve randomly collected from plumbers, bus drivers and Housewives. How you can prevent such a violation of common sense?!

In the room sat a disheveled woman under fifty with a sorrowful expression. Matthew saw that expression six times in the year all the last twenty years. The woman drank tea, and their belongings laid out around the office. A typical Russian lady that crowds go with a bag according to the "Harrods": Matthew noted that the bag, as usual in Russian, Louis Vuitton, and sloppily thrown on a chair coat turned inside out sleeve stitched label Dolce&Gabbana. It's amazing how Russian love to buy all the same, totally insane to pay money only for the brands and then all go in uniform, for kilometer it is visible that Russian.

Tomorrow it will throw out from work, it's nice if you say thank you. And she is calm. It's not even an education. This acceptance of the future with faith in their strength. Whence this belief? She's not running from reality, it runs... really? Maintains itself intact, no matter what the reality. It would be interesting to get a glimpse into her world. Curiously, it is from faith in yourself it radiates so much heat? Matthew was surprised with this sudden coil of his thoughts. What does it heat? It examines the remarkable person, which is doubly interesting, because at first people seemed not only ordinary, but not too nice, ordinary Russian woman. But after her shock, manifested soul, and now - what is particularly nice - and the spirit. To detect human spirit is always a joy to explore. But the process of learning the usual, his path is familiar milestones. With it suddenly warm? Where this fork in the road? It is a sensual concept, the knowledge is not relevant.

- Of all the animals I'm most fascinated by cats. Such beautiful, warm, but always shrouded in mystery. Very smart, but they can't be trusted because they are unpredictable and unknowable. What's going on in their head, no one knows, no matter how much they squinting and no purrs. Always walk by themselves. The embodiment of independence. And I really appreciate people's independence. Why is it so few women? I always sooner or later faced with the fact women like to fill the rest of your life, not leave you your own space. It's terribly annoying.

Each of them knew that they see the same aesthetic of what is happening, equally enjoying this dance in which they circle, looking into each other's eyes and speaking without words: "This dance is beautiful, and we need skill and patience to dance without falling". The aesthetics of dance, with an incredible number of PA-of the subtexts and the infinity of their interpretations, was mesmerizing and sensual superior sex. The glass bead game in a minefield, you will agree, is incomparably more lovely than the struggle Nanai boys under a blanket.

For the world to change, we must first Wake up the society. If the other half compared it fought nearby, could move mountains. But nobody is fighting, nobody cares about morals here and live in shit. Why going best men like him, Svyatoslav Serikov, who in Canada, who else, where, miss, miss here, and what can you do?

Indeed, the city was unearthly. Didn't want to search for words, just go and enjoy. When they passed under the arch on the Palace square, he thought that not in vain here has arrived. The Alexandria pillar and the Winter Palace was still possible to find an analogy, something in common with the Trafalgar, or the place Vendome. But the columns of the Admiralty there, in the background... How the human mind, eyes to collect as much in one term?! The city is incredibly powerful, massive, strict, yet unpredictable sensual. His perfection was breathtaking.

Each of you knows about the prison, except "Jailhouse Rock" by Elvis Presley? Let you will ever know.