Book: Tradesmen. Page 1

I often think that books are written by people... who don't like me... always arguing with me. It's like they're telling me: it's better than you think, and this is worse... <...> Bad and heavy they describe is not how I see it... and especially... in a bigger... in a tragic tone. And good - they make up. No one explained love they way they write about it! And life is not tragic... it flows quietly, monotonously... like a big muddy river. And when you look at it flowing, the eyes get tired, feel bored... head gets dumb and don't even want to think about - why does the river flow?

Fun loving person - always a nice man. Villains are rarely happy people.

When a person is lying on one side is uncomfortable, it flips to another, and when to live uncomfortable - he only complains. And you make the effort turn over.

Not all people live! Very few people in life enjoy a variety of live-and no time at all... they only work; a piece of bread for...

The owner is one who works...