Book: The sorcerer. Page 2

She has a talent - not cling to those guys.

Perhaps, it would be nice to love you. I understand that for loving you I have a thousand reasons, because, as I tried to explain, in their own way, even ugly, I still love you.

Survive? Withstand this heavy burden to live with someone who loves you.

In the fall, well, last... and to think I was scared then. And think was afraid that love for you in separation will weaken. She blazed brighter and brighter. God knows why, you were closer to me than anyone before.

Imagine that I am your child and I hug him and all of us together. Horror, Yes? I have a severe case of this dirty, disgusting, smelly thing called love...

- And what is that expression - "tender feelings"?
- I was silent.
My God, you're not only afraid to love. You have the word-that is to say language does not turn.

- What is it?
- Chios cancers. Very sturdy. You want to lightly pickle.
And for food poured strongly I intoxicating rosé wine from the Antikythera.
- To lull?
To sharpen perception.

In a tone the woman says when she wants you to stop, but much stronger - so you didn't stop.

They can not afford, I said to Lily. That did not seem to hear. But when they passed, turned to me and said I wouldn't to myself, if tomorrow I would die.

And the letter I sent, as you throw in the sea a bottle with a note - not too hoping for an answer.

Last night was surprisingly calm; as if I had already left, and talk not we, but our shadows.

It all matters to the only reason: "I Want".

Somehow, while driving, I spoke about the fact that I have no close friends, and resorted to his favorite metaphor - the glass partition between me and the world, but she laughed.
- You like that, she said. - Boy, you complain of loneliness, and deep down consider themselves better than everyone. - I angrily silent, and she paused longer than necessary, he muttered: You are the best.
- That does not prevent me to remain alone.

I wasn't a freak; and, more importantly, was an orphan - as any Walker knows how smoothly it works on women. My "method" was to produce the impression of a man with a strange, cynical and unfeeling. And then, like a magician the rabbit, I showed them my homeless heart.