Book: Mitina Lyubov
She, the pain was so strong, so unbearable that, not thinking what he was doing, not knowing what will come of all this, passionately desiring only one thing - at least for a moment to get rid of it and not to fall into this terrible world where he had spent the whole day and where he has just in the most horrible and disgusting of all the green dream, he fumbled and pushed the drawer of the night table, caught a heavy cold lump of a revolver and deep and happily sigh, opened his mouth and with power, with pleasure fired.
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MegaMozg 18-01-2017 / 13:47
- I can't imagine love without jealousy. Who isn't jealous, who, in my opinion does not like.
- No, mother, said Kate with his constant tendency to repeat the words of others - jealousy is disrespectful to someone you love. So don't love me, if you don't believe me, ' she said, purposely not looking at Mitya.
- Well, - said she, - jealousy is love. I even that I read somewhere. There it was very well proven and even with examples from the Bible where God himself was called the zealot and the avenger...
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MegaMozg 18-01-2017 / 10:22
- I do not understand why you love me, if you think everything is so bad in me! What do you finally want from me?
But he also knew that he loved her, though he felt that his love not only not diminished, but is growing along with the jealous fight that he had with someone, with something, because of her, because this love, because of her straining forces, ever-increasing demands.
- You only love my body and not the soul. she once said Katya.
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MegaMozg 18-01-2017 / 10:22
You do not understand what you are to me still the best, the only?
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MegaMozg 18-01-2017 / 10:22
What does that mean anyway - to love? Answer it was the more impossible, neither is that heard stated about love, nor that he read about it, there was no accurately defining her words. In books and in life, everything is as if once and for all agreed to speak, or just about some almost ethereal love, or only what is called passion, the sensuality. His love was unlike anything one or the other.
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MegaMozg 11-01-2017 / 18:07
Fast flying the old easy time when they first met, when they are barely familiar, suddenly felt that they were just more interesting to talk (and even from morning to evening) only with each other, when Mitya had so unexpectedly appeared in the fairy world love, which he secretly waited for since childhood, from adolescence.
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MegaMozg 11-01-2017 / 18:07
I can't imagine love without jealousy. Who isn't jealous, who, in my opinion, she doesn't.
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MegaMozg 01-01-2017 / 20:01
