Book: The priest's daughter

Is hypocrisy oppressing?

Well, why not just accept life as it opens up to us?

Consciousness, cornered, sometimes throws out strange jokes, he noted.

But now there is no one to find the Creator and no one to thank, and nothing: no flower, no stone, no leaf on a branch - nothing in the whole universe will be the same.

Something happened in my soul, and the world suddenly became poorer, colder.

But when he is forced to stuff children with absurdity, forget the person in the child.

Prayer, the former pillar of life, has ceased to mean anything.

You will endure everything if you cover your home and close people support.

It’s like she’s not at all what she was an hour ago.

He had the lucky gift of not taking personal failures too seriously.

It is interesting, however, that the passion of the ardent knight of faith, in fact, did not contain a single gram of religiosity.

A decent suit on it is already a grudge to humanity!

It is unbearable to always be in debt!

Male weasels crawling on the body of a heavy male hands, male fleshy lips close to her own... Terrible, disgusting! Even the mental image made frantically to shrink. Here lay the very secret of her incurable injury. "If only they did not stick!" thought Dorothy, already going a bit slower. Often there arose the cry "if they did not stick!". However, it would be a mistake to assume that she never liked men. On the contrary, she liked him a lot more women. And Warburton was attracted to her purely male freestyle carelessness and intellectual breadth of personality, which so rarely Shine ladies. But why men don't not stick? Why certainly it is necessary to climb with kisses and torture? In them then there is something sinister, ugly, like a big furry animal clinging to you, too gently suddenly seizes and aiming to grab. There are still a predatory male caresses a harbinger of other terrible, monstrous things ("all this" by definition Dorothy), what she thought, he could not tolerate.