Book: Olesya

Deal better money.

But just know that without you, me and life will be nasty.

No, no, no... don't... - she whispered with superstitious fear. - Fate can't torture... does Not fit... She hears, listens... Fate doesn't like to ask. Because all boroski miserable.

Is it possible to remember the words spoken in the first moments of meeting a mother and son, husband and wife or two lovers? Say the simplest, most common phrases, funny even, if to record them with accuracy on paper. But here every word is appropriate and infinitely cute because they say it is the most expensive in the world voice.

And really, in the end, its flexible, movable fresh mind and imagination triumphed over my teaching weakness.

No wonder, someone said that the separation is to love what wind is to fire: little love she puts out, and big inflates even more.

You know, as the proverb says: "Come to us on the bench to sit at our feast of ringing to listen to, and to dine with you we're gonna figure it out".

... Wait a little bit: meet someone, fall in love with - then not only in the city, and at the end of the world will go with him.

A vague craving of the heart is never wrong in their quick secret premonitions.

... poured into my soul a spring of sadness, sweet and gentle, full of uneasy expectations, and hunch, a poetic sadness that makes your eyes all women are pretty and always spiced with vague regrets of past springs.

Nowhere man is not expressed as clearly as during meals.