Book: Grasshopper

This man oppresses me with his magnanimity.

And it seemed that both of them were talking of medicine to give Olga Ivanovna a chance of being silent, that is no lie.

When Olga Ivanovna was entering the apartment, she was convinced that it was necessary to hide everything from her husband and that's her skill and strength, but now, when she saw the wide, gentle, happy smile and shining, joyful eyes, she felt to hide from this man as despicable, disgusting, it is also impossible not force her, as to slander, steal or kill.

In view of this magical water with a fantastic Shine, in view of the endless sky and a sad, brooding shores, talking about the hustle and bustle of our lives and about the existence of something higher, eternal, blessed good to forget, to die, to become a memory.

Among this artistic, free, and spoiled the fate of the company, who recalled the existence of some doctors only in times of illness, and for whom the name Dymov sounded as indifferent as Sidorov or Tarasov - among this company Dymov seemed unnecessary and a little, although he was tall and broad-shouldered. It seemed that it someone else's coat and that he prichastitsya goatee. However if he was a writer or an artist, I would say that his beard he resembles Zola.

And again flowed a peaceful, happy life without sorrows and anxieties. The present was fine, and replaced him approaching spring, already smiling from afar and promising a thousand joys. Happiness will never end!

I don't understand, but do not understand does not mean to deny.