Book: Student monsterology

I do not get involved in disputes about it; and what we do not see fairies dancing on the lawn, proves nothing - neither their presence nor their absence.

We can't stop, starting to remember something from his past. There is no way back and can not be. Troubled memories should reach its final stage. The same impulse, the same sick curiosity that makes us watch an accident on the tightrope, falling from a height...

It was as if I had escaped the worst danger - but what? So often happens: monsters, owning our consciousness, - nothing more than our own fears and fantasies.

It was a ridiculous vision, born of panic, but in a moment of panic you feel its absurdity. Panic has its own logic and force.

The doctor, of course, was a brilliant scholar, but, like all geniuses, this gloss had a narrow range. Cook it was disgusting.

Wardrop frowned at the mention of alcohol, and often expressed bewilderment, how can people with such enthusiasm to turn themselves into idiots.

Absurd knowledge of immutable morality - entirely fanciful invention of man, whimsical fiction of the crowd. There is no morality except the morality of this moment.

Only a fool believes it is proved that a wise man leaves for fools.

It was, but this was not all.

We are hunters, but we're the prey!

Know why the human race is doomed, Pellinor? Because people love a fairy tale that rules them, must be respected by everybody and everything.

Perhaps this is our destiny, the curse of humanity - never to know and understand each other. We create an opinion about another person based on his words and actions, and the result is a fragile structure, almost a Mirage, existing only in our minds.

The child is vulnerable to illness of a parent, he can't see how he is in bed and suffer. Parents are like the sun overhead - always was, is and will be, the child himself and can not imagine another way. If down father, where is the guarantee that tomorrow the sun will not fall into the ocean?

We often revenge, after that time, those who are innocent, who only reminds us of our abusers. We sin, causing them the same harm that was caused, and thus to infinity to overcome the pain experienced by us, passing it further and further down the chain.