Book: Bikini

America is perhaps the only country in the world where the right to happiness is written in the Constitution.

I'm an American. We don't study foreign languages, believing that everyone should speak English. I know this is arrogance. But what we are.

They can take the youth to steal freedom, you can order them to die prematurely and in order to die, but the most important experiences - they have no one to take away. Because no one, fortunately, doesn't know where and why the most important thing is going to happen.

When the mystery becomes too mysterious, it ceases to be a mystery and becomes an obvious fact.

It is very important in life to have someone who will be missed...

In this town, I love being alone, and even if not love, still alone.

Anger at himself is always the strongest, this is the reason that committed as soon as possible to send it to someone else.

He probably doesn't like collars. Apparently, neither have you. I will never put you in a collar. Men in collars still not returned to their women. And I want you back. To me. Be free, but Wake up in the morning next to me.

... I can't, I'm not able one day to so much happiness. So much in me will not fit.

They wrote to each other about very intimate things, but it is one thing to write and quite another to meet face to face, remembering that it was written.

Heart beat, two hearts, are she and he, dark, late at night, they run and laugh, rain soaked clothes and hair, they are somewhere hiding, heard the sounds of trains, they have wet faces, glances, suddenly a spark, touching, passion, kissing, minute, moment, wet face, wet hair, wet lips, intertwining fates, muddled thoughts and more muddled feelings. And the world, pulsing with life.

Never had he experienced such anxiety. It was not fear, but anxiety. Now he could precisely distinguish these feelings from one another. Fear short and intense. As the orgasm. Anxiety is different. It covers gradually. And lasts.

You know what? I miss talking with this woman. Happens to me for the first time - I don't have enough communication with her than herself. Getting old, I guess...

- I'm slowly falling in love with you, ' he whispered, looking into her eyes.
Is due to may, who was just here. In may all fall, but by November most often forget.