Book: Road. Page 2

Today no one wants to live and nobody wants to die.

Where people can not survive, the gods have nothing to do.

Lay listened. Will be able to do it? When the hour comes? When the time comes, the time it will not. The hour is struck - it's now or never. Curse God and die. What if the gun won't shoot? Should pull the trigger. And if you misfire? You will then be able to split the stone this, such an expensive head? Is inside of you lives the person about whom you know nothing? And all of a sudden? Grab son's hands. So. The soul cannot lie. Draw to itself. Kiss. Quickly.

- All you will remember will stay with you forever. Have a good think about it.
Something sometimes forgotten?
- Yes, you'll forget what you want to remember, and you remember that would like to forget.

Everything in this world is uprooted, stuck in a lifeless gray, the air, everything is kept in one breath, short and weak. Why is my heart not made of stone?

If you're not keeping your word in small things, we'll break in the main.

If you dream of a world that never was or never will be, and you're filled with joy, it just means that you gave up.

The petitioners have no right of choice.

- People are always preparing for the future. I never cared for. The future is waiting for them. It's not even aware of their existence.