Book: Waiting for the barbarians

Those who do not know what to do with the woman lying in his bed, hardly knows what to write on in front of him the paper.

Hold nothing back! I told myself that day when my executioners for the first time made me torture. Clench my teeth - stupid! You don't have any secrets. Let them know that before them a man of flesh and blood! Don't hide your horror, scream when it hurts! Stubborn silence can only encourage us, it only reinforces their belief that the soul is nothing more than a castle, to which they were obliged patiently to pick up the pick. Let your feelings out! Open your heart!

When a person suffers from injustice, witnesses of his suffering are doomed to suffer the shame.

Children not for a moment doubt the powerful old trees, under whose shade they used to play, will stand forever;that the time will come and growing up, the boys will be strong like their fathers, and girls-such as loving their mother;that they will live and prosper, grow a new generation of children and sostrata same place where you were born. Why have we lost the ability to live in time as fish live in water and birds in the air;why have we forgotten how to live as children?

After two days of loneliness I feel like my lips went limp and lost its purpose. Own speech seems strange to me. Indeed man was not created to live alone!