Book: Generation X

in our days destroy becomes everything: dates, jobs, parties, weather... Maybe the fact that we no longer believe in our planet? And maybe, we were promised heaven on earth and the reality can not compete with dreams?
Maybe we were ripped off. How to know how to know...

Everyone in life is "the secret Lord," Andy, someone who has, unwittingly, inexplicable power over you. It could be the guy in shorts, trimming your lawn, or woman, outstanding book in the library, barely familiar person that you would follow if one day, came home and found on my answering machine, his message: "Drop everything. I love you. Went along to Florida".

He died at thirty, buried at seventy.

ABSTINENCE OF VOTERS:
attempt - however vain - to Express their discontent with the existing political system by not participating in the elections.

The siren wailed - the worst sound in the world, the sound you with horror anticipating my whole life.

Separatism generations:
every aging generation diligently trying to convince himself of the inferiority the next, going to replace in order to keep their self-esteem at the highest level: the current young does nothing. Solid apathy. So we went outside and protested. And they only go to the stores and complain.

And all the tiny glimpses of beauty such as this morning, will be forgotten, will dissolve in time, as left in the rain video footage and quickly replaced by thousands of silently growing trees.

I know that our emotions, no matter how beautiful they may be, disappear without a trace...

... and you can spoil the Sun? We are able rasfigachit on Earth anything. Can we, if we want to destroy the Sun?

... in our days, everything seems to be bad: Dating, work, parties, weather... Maybe the fact that we no longer believe in the uniqueness of this life? Maybe we've been promised Paradise on this planet, but reality cannot stand.
Maybe we cheated?

Few are able to have fun with ease - just children, really rich old people, very beautiful people, perverts, people who are in trouble with the law...

To live alone, maybe not very fun, but there is no one who would make you constantly irritated.

The tourist-the de-virginator aim is to go where it has never been.

When are middle class, we have to accept the fact that human history ignores you. The fact that she is not fighting for you and feels for you pity. Such is the price of daily peace and comfort. Because all the joys sterile and sadness do not cause compassion.