Book: Dreams of the sirens

Bad say?! Climb the Everest is also not particularly useful, but someone climbs? Because without casualties discoveries. Just ask Pavlov's dog.

Want to find the loneliest place on earth - go into the subway during rush hour. The more people, the stronger you will push alone. It will literally tear your brain. Because you get in the crossfire of thousands of crack. Mixed with hatred and cold indifference, it will choke you, break your heart, and you're just itching to get to the house, push the chest someone and dear to hear: "what are you?! All is well."

Hey! You're my hero! We are in the beginning. We are not eighty years old. We are young and we need to fuck this world! That is to fuck! And as it turns out, the world Fucks us.

As a man chooses a woman? The one with which he is ready to tie his life? I think that's all about electricity. Yes. It is in electricity. Because we are, by and large, live batteries on the feet. Walk, cry, laugh, and really - nothing more than electrical charges. And very different charges: the pros and cons, and capacity is different. But there are such charges, between which there is gravitation. And perfect than their difference, the greater the attraction and the more comfortable they are with each other. And Love is just the same impulse, which is the appearance in a magnetic field, such a perfect zaradika flashing in my head like a light bulb. And we all have different glow depending on the strength of their feelings. And the more love, the more light...

You are who you've become. You're you. And you can't hate yourself for it. But love is also not impossible. And here you just live. Live to die one day.