Book: The impatience of heart. Page 2

Pull the patient to one of those so cruelly called incurable, a straw of hope, he immediately erected himself from her log, and logs - the whole house.

... in this world it's not how take over - boldly or timidly - and then how it all ends.

... I enjoyed the bliss of peace of mind and rejoiced in the happiness of others, for when man is happy, he feels that everyone around him happy.

Everything is possible, even the impossible, for where to science today locked all the doors, tomorrow may open one of them. If the old methods are unsuccessful, it is necessary to look for new, and where it is not help science, there is always still possible to hope for a miracle.

... don't be ashamed if sometimes life leaves you out in the cold.

The successful combination of opposites - the most favorable condition for harmony, and what at first surprised, then often looks completely natural.

... how often the most ridiculous accident affect our motives, and the most insignificant circumstances encourage us, or depriving of courage.

Misfortune makes a man easily vulnerable, and the continuous suffering prevent him from being fair.

The heart is able to forget easily and quickly, if he wants to forget.

Only immeasurable, immense frightens us, and, on the contrary, everything certain, everything has a limit, encourages us to stand the test of time, becoming a measure of our strength.

... you can escape from anything, not from himself.

One severely wounded fate, will always be easily vulnerable.

Only one thing I hate and only one I hate - excuses, empty words, lies - I'm sick of them!

I understand that it is pointless to deprive yourself of the pleasure due to the fact that it deprived the other, to abandon happiness because someone else is unhappy. I know that in the moment when we laugh at flat jokes, someone escapes death rattle that thousands of Windows hides the need and people are starving that there are hospitals, quarries, and coal mines that in factories, in offices, in prisons, countless people hour after hour pulling the strap of forced labor, and none of the disadvantaged will be easier if someone else came into our heads also suffer pointlessly and aimlessly. Is only for a moment to embrace the imagination of all the misery, slushayutsya on earth as you'll lose sleep and laughter stuck in my throat. But not fictional, not imaginary suffering to disturb and break the soul - do you shake her capable only of what she sees firsthand sympathetic eyes.