Book: Christmas vacation

I will tear love out of my heart as I would pull a rotten tooth out of my mouth.

Young people are intolerant, tell them what common sense dictates, they will immediately consider you an old deceiver.

It seems to me that in this world it is very difficult to know what to believe.

Communism is a lure that seduces the working people into rebellion, just as the cry for freedom and equality inspires them to take risks. There have always been exploiters and exploited in the world. And always will be. And it should be so, because a huge mass of people are slaves by their very nature, they are not able to manage themselves, and for their own good they need masters.

Well, I tell you frankly, in my opinion, there is nothing more painful than all my heart to love someone and know that it is worthless.

I need to pull out of the hearts ability to love.

It's amazing what a different feeling in different people, the same music.

People are infinitely mysterious. One thing is certain, you either don't know anything about.

No matter how much we want to deny it, but deep down we know that everything that happened to us, we deserve it.

Rest, rest, silence, solitude. It seems that such luxury can afford only the very rich, and it's not worth anything. It is strange that it is so difficult to achieve.

A friend turns on you only your best sides, he is attentive, courteous, he hides his bad qualities behind a mask of conventional propriety. But go down with him closer, and he kicks the mask, will not give himself the trouble to pretend to you'll stand being such a low, nature is such a mediocre, weak, corrupt, you will be terrified, if still do not understand, - that man is by nature and condemn it as silly as to condemn the wolf for a ravenous appetite or a deadly Cobra bite. The essence of human nature - selfishness. Selfishness and his strength and weakness.

Impact - im a woman cherishes even more than the love of a man for her, regardless of whether it is about her son, husband, lover or someone else.

There's nothing more vicious than feminine flattery: this flattery in us so great that we can become its slave.

When a person is not around, idealize it, a sense exacerbated, this is true, but I see him again, and surprised that you found.