Book: And the pendulum has swung...

So always do good and you start attempting questions: "but why? Why?"... Because you can beat off any desire to be a decent person.

If I start to think carefully about your stupidity before you do, I can put a cross. The main thing in our stupid case? Right, improvise! To make mistakes, so inspired...

You still do not understand that your every action leads to a... some results?

Why do I always fall for the same trick? Why does everyone always manage to make me feel guilty? Maybe I something wrong or say something wrong doing? Naivety or stupidity - which of these qualities in me prevails?

Yes, too much sensible?! Well, do solemnly swear that next time on my way to appear a damsel in distress, I will pass! And even better - have crawled into the bushes! In extreme cases, there will zisimou...

As they say, is not this woman's dream! If you regret that your life lacks a spark...

... even if you do not know how, you are very good at it.

You don't seem indifferent bastard.
- Of course! I am a very emotional bastard.

I would be glad to communicate even with a dangerous opponent, but would not talk with yourself. Not because the other person - no, but because over and over in my same observation from time to time obzavoditsya (or losing them) hypotheses, which explain everything or nothing, - a thankless task. After hours of hard work, the brain starts to creak strained and unkind word to remember his stubborn master. Simply put: perenapravljaetsja.

To start the fight first only makes sense if you can predict the response of the enemy for a few breaths forward. Otherwise, you risk running into a killer counterattack.

Any learning I need a little more than it seems my teachers. Not the first and not the fifth time pierce, but when forcibly driven into the knowledge settles in its place, it may well be that I will be able to apply them to their destination. If not buried in the attic where you dump all the trash, still purchased the sweat and blood of and received the gift...

Don't dwell on finding a solution... Keep the thoughts a little to the side, from time to time returning to the problem... Then you can clear your Way from the rubbish of doubt and unnecessary details...

I couldn't pretend. And not because he used up all the internal resources required for acting, but simply because... tired. I can some time to balance on the edge between Dark and Light sides of their nature, but every extra step on the blade of the sword drains the source of good mood. I can't manage long without a break to laugh and joke in the end, the smile disappears from my face and hides in those depths that no force is able to get her out. I can't constantly behave like a "good boy" because I'm not enough of true goodness. Simply put, from time to time I just need to be gloomy and grumpy pain in the ass...

Really intriguing - interesting. Feeling an unspoken power over people sweeter love dope and ecstasy bloody battle.