Book: Sandro from Chegem. Page 2

Power - when it is impossible to love anyone. Because I do not have time to love someone as soon as you begin to trust him, but once I started to trust, sooner or later will get a knife in the back.

Stalin sat heavily, leaning my head on one arm and clutching the other extinguished pipe. No, neither the authorities nor the blood of the enemy, nor the wine never gave him such pleasure. Userstorage tenderness, courage of separarnos, which he had never experienced, this song is, as always, freed his soul from the yoke of eternal vigilance. But not as liberated as the liberated excitement of passion and struggle, because as soon as the excitement of passion ends with the death of the enemy, began a hangover, and then victory gave off a putrid poison defeated.

... only revenge, man gets right to the tears. Such is the fate and destiny of men. The woman Matures to give birth to a man. Man Matures to give birth to courage. Grapes ripening, to give birth to the wine. The wine Matures, to remind you about courage. And the song Matures to dance to recall the campaign.

With these you never know whether to chase someone or run from someone.

Remember <...> melody, numbing sweet bitterness of the meaninglessness of life, endless as the caravan road to nowhere.

... every woman is annoying the man, if he's not trying to take away.

She learned to guess and, after drinking coffee, overturned the Cup, giving the coffee grounds to drain, then looked at her. Readings of coffee grounds she was compared with the paintings of their dreams, connecting them mentally to highlight the curve of fate.
- Quite often lose something, will, - with a sigh, she said, after divination.
Readings of coffee grounds, secured by the dreams really came true, because in life something always happens.

Without hesitation, he drove into the sea of his speckled horse. Before uncle Sandro in the sea have never tried it, but the Abkhaz and Mingrelian river horse was overcome by good. Still in the sea he didn't like and he long resisted. Uncle Sandro drove him into the water. As soon as the horse swam, he immediately became obedient, because that Balk was not in that.

Yes, only personal example can inspire a nation as taught and continues to teach us Peter the Great, himself a tireless worker on the throne.

Huge white mute Swan, attracted by the noise of the water, carefully approaching, sailed past the Prince. It was a strange contradiction between the white Majesty of his Regal rolling of the body and an expression of greedy curiosity, his silly eye, crowning the divine neck. The chaos of the world nonsense, and cruel nonsense all women looked this eyes.

On almost any occasion he recalled the events of his stormy life or I have been asked to talk about what is happening in the world. <...> When I told him about the murder of President Kennedy and that the assassin was found, he quietly listened to me and addressed me as if giving me friendly advice, said:
- If you're going to kill a man, you should do it so that you do not find... And kill every fool can...

... private rudeness towards uncle Sandro could be a sign of a universal obamania officials to the extent invalid not only on the Abkhazian customs, and even according to the standard Union rate.

Today is not hear Greek and Turkish speech in our land, and my soul is sad, and my ear was orphaned. I grew accustomed to our little Babylon. I used to hear in the air of the homeland of the Abkhazian speech, Russian language, Georgian language, Mingrelian speech, the Armenian question, the Turkish language, and now when this sweet music, from the bristling freshness of the Twitter peoples discarded the familiar voice, no joy hearing my opinion, there is overwhelmed by the air of the Motherland!

The vile Vice of the soul, said Jamhub is the immorality of the soul, because of this defect possible all the other vices.