Book: It's time for a new life

The main street went around a dried-up wheat field and ran into the distance, disappearing from view. The sidewalk ended and I could feel real estate prices are falling with each new bend in the road.

... literary anecdote about Kurt Vonnegut. When a visitor said it was a surprise, what a mess Kurt in the office, he replied:
"I think it's a mess? You would know what's going on here" and pointed to his head.

University Lindsay behaved quite at ease, guys, it was varied in the range from athletes to troublemakers, from aliens to artists, they were United on only one thing: they were not me.

Being officially divorced later that evening, I was sitting on the couch, aimlessly clicked the remote and felt that I am on the stunning spiral of depression. Wanted again to belong to someone.

To stay friends after a breakup is good in theory, in practice it is some eternal funeral, sublimely tragic combination of sad memories and incessant regret.

I can say that elevated search to the rank of art. "In search of" - an excellent definition to me.

Moral fall as a way of legalizing gap or indirect revenge. Sex is anesthesia.

We have the worst option - an unhappy marriage for a long time, seemingly happy. Sympathy, attraction, common interests - it was. Discontent, dissatisfaction, divided we can say that caught me off guard, I didn't even know of their existence. And here's the thing: the person you really like, and it is impossible to articulate what's wrong between you, but at some point you cease to understand each other. Not find any objective reasons, again and again, contemplating the decision to divorce. Without end you ask yourself: why did I do it? All were great. Well that didn't go to couples counseling. I'd ask what the problem is, I don't know. I'm single now and still can't figure out what was wrong in our relationship.

If you throw not love - well, not lucky, but I say: life sucks, throw a helmet. But, if you like and leave anyway, you enter a hitherto unknown area of self-doubt and samuoliene. Psychologists call this syndrome "and-what-is-it-to-me-not". Think a little longer will come to an endless list of answers. Emotional immaturity and sexual inadequacy, boring, unpleasant odors... You are only limited by your imagination.

I was nine when I released "Star wars": like many peers, I'm so from them and have not grown.

Opinion... like a hole in the ass it is for everyone, but it is not necessary to show.

Jack and Alison did, but was waiting for love different and therefore could not understand each other. Love this thing - makes no guarantees, and if you're in love, it does not mean that all will end well.

Every day live diligently count the dead bodies and call it news. They think we're the only death care?

In his youth, are you absolutely sure: the future will go by your scenario.