Book: Crazy Princess

I turned slowly on his heel and laughed loudly. Laughed at his naivety, over their illusions over the betrayal of people I used to trust over the stupidity and envy. The castle of Braine ceased to be my home. But even the outcast do not walk away a loser.

Men - such is the nature,
In large and even small, -
Everything from handsome to ugly
Consider yourself ideal.

The truth of life is that if a real woman is never accepted the first time, that a real man offers nothing the second time!

... In the lives of the climb, those who do not have their own.

- I don't think beauty is called the great power! - sorry I cried.
- It does not mean anything without the help of the forces of the mind, spirit and will, <...>. Beauty is not a gift but a great trial. And not everyone can cope with.

... We need to try to be someone. To be and not to surrender to fear and despair. Then others to look at you and see only what you show them.

To pay for everything. Paid by their own labor more valued. Inherited the gift is less valued, is less useful and fun, and often corrupting, is harmful. Suffered only their happiness, and having found him, we begin to appreciate and cherish what you've achieved.

People shouldn't looking for demons under the earth, and the bright spirits in heaven. They all live in the human soul.

We all see the same thing, but perceived differently. Each in its own way. Depending on their tastes, preferences, upbringing, imparted to us the understanding of beauty. After all, even women's beauty is not perceived unambiguously. Each of us sees what he wants to see.

For everything that we get what we want, need to pay. And the higher our achievement, the more expensive it will be paid our price.

Unreasonable bravery is often much worse than stupidity.

The smaller concerns are expresses the person of the monarch, the more respect he inspires his enemies.

It was the silence, like nothing else, helps us to understand the soul of a loved one, If you ever ask me what kind of man I prefer to tie my life, I sincerely answer: no, however, who knows how to listen, and those who knows how to be silent next to me.

I come to each in the form it deserves. After all, the moment of death and becomes often display the essence of a brief earthly existence of your physical shells. Rarely a person is able to accept death with dignity if life was like the life of a pathetic, groveling creature.