Book: The gadfly. Page 2

- We atheists passionately he continued, - we believe that people need to carry their burdens, however heavy it may be! If it falls, the worse for him. But Christian promises and cries out to his God, to his saints, and if they nepomozhet, even to enemies, just to find a back that can shoulder his burden.

Truthfulness is the greatest of the Christian virtues!

Persons of spiritual rank without a sense of humor. You take everything tragically.

He looked at his companion with a look as if studying a new and very unpleasant Zoological species.

To feel or not to feel pain - it depends on your will; he doesn't want her to feel, he would force her to subside.

Yes, in fact, does it really matter how this will end? The only thing that was important to him, as for any living being, is to get rid of unbearable agony.

The main cause of all our misfortunes and our mistakes, the mental disease called religion.

All thy waves and storms are gone over me.

Slaves always contrive to have your own slave.

So I decided: whether that will - and fled to South America, without money, without knowing a word of Spanish, being a CIT, accustomed to live on all ready. As a result, I got myself in a real hell, and it cured me of belief in imaginary hell. I was already at the bottom...

- I, perhaps, more attracted to the full freedom of life in a wild country, than the beauty of nature. There a person can do to preserve their human dignity, not like in our cities.

Take it [the future] until it's yours, and think not that bad that you once made, but about how good you can do.

Bad that one person is given the right to punish and pardon. On such a false basis it is impossible to build relations between people.

And how they laughed and chatted people in the streets! Nothing has changed since the day when he was still full of life. None of the daily little things did not changed because a human soul, a living human soul, had been struck down dead. All of this was before. Rippling water fountains have the sparrows under the eaves, just as they had done yesterday, so will tweet tomorrow. And he... he's dead.