Book: Some thoughts. Page 25

Clothed in words, the idea is pretty gaining weight - but often loses in elegance.

The freshness of perception does not guarantee its permanence - on the contrary.

Obituary: the struggle of the medication with the disease won doctor.

The craft of the writer exclusively ungrateful: only dust off the words that I have already hurtling into space, completely forgetting about the author.

The reader and the censor stand in front of my eyes: the first - with glowing eyes and an outstretched hand, the second with dull eyes and long Fig.

... and were treated to printed printable gingerbread woman.

There are questions so intimate that dare to ask them himself, and then only in seizing the right time.

The mind is not able to reach for wisdom - and never really puts it to his purpose.

There are many paths to enlightenment, but none of them leads to the original desired goal.

With bird's eye and serpent's path appear straight.

In another prose so few thoughts that I want to force the author to pass it on poetry.

I don't particularly like my life's dead-ends, but the maze as a whole makes a good impression.

- My God! Give me the strength to humble ourselves before Your will!.. And before not You don't.

Civilized people learn the culture, and the savages doing it.