Book: Wonderland without brakes and end of the world. Page 1

The ability to gather in a fist in a moment of danger, however unfortunate, is very limited.

And how high will the waters rise?
Madam, ' she replied.
Wonderful answer. What scope for the imagination.

To gather intelligence - a good thing. When people become smarter, they become smarter.

It is a City freak. But in its ugliness it is harmonious. Every detail is wrong, but everything goes together, everything has its order...

Even if you've lost your memory, your "I" will lead you to the right place. It is with you always, because the body for any act right "why"question

Man lives, gaining experience every minute and every second. To stop this process is to die...

it wouldn't have happened, myself I would live happily ever after. But the fact of the matter is: in real life, always something happens

Man, lost in thought, immortal. Not absolutely immortal, but close to it. He is infinitely alive.

It was a perfect hatred. Never knew that hatred could put pressure on the person such a real physical weight.

In my youth, I often thought that if you try, can become someone else. But, like a boat with a bent keel, always returned to the same place wanted to go: to his truly. Turgenev would call it a disappointment. Dostoevsky - hell. Somerset Maugham - a reality.

To kill time, looking at the clock - what could be more stupid?

The life of a man - not a drop of rain. She did not fall from the sky, and it is not to be confused with the millions of her twins.

The population of the planet like a Horde of annoying locusts, doing everything to take away my chance to sleep in this life as human beings.

What I want to give, not always coincides with what is expected of you.