Book: Vadim. Page 2

At important epochs of life, sometimes in very ordinary person inflames the spark of heroism, unknown hitherto smoldering in his breast, and then he accomplishes things, about which to this he was not wrong and to dream that even after he could scarcely believe.

How easy, making people unhappy, tell him: be happy! - everything can get better!

What childishness! - you will say; but that's the beauty of love; it transforms us into kids, giving Golden dreams as toys; and break the toys in a moment of anger brings a lot of fun; especially when we hope to get more.

The outfits necessary for the woman's happiness like flowers in the spring.

He didn't know that there are flowers that are more than care for them, the less respond to the efforts of the gardener; he didn't know, too attached to the dream, we lose materiality.

Power separates proud soul, bondage and connects them.

Vile soul jealous of everything, even the offense, which showed some attention from their boss.