Book: Bag of bones. Page 2

Humor is almost always disguised anger, I thought, but in small cities to cover are slipshod.

What if death leads us to madness? Let us survive, but it leads us to the madness? What then?

From my point of view, I admit, is very subjective - among creative individuals successful novelists (even relatively successful) is the best position. ... the novelists a longer period of productive work, perhaps because readers are a little smarter than fans of other art forms, where do without the printed word.

Madness is a one-way street, and, unlike the motorway exits for it.

Fear, like pain, over time, forgotten.

Perhaps in dreams everyone is a writer.

Night thoughts is a feature off the leash and to walk in freedom.

If you save someone's life, then take responsibility for that person.

... the fabric of reality very thin... just like the ice on the lake after the thaw, and we deliberately fill our lives with noise, light, movement, to hide from itself, this feature of the world around us.

... there is no such thing as luck. Everything is determined only by fate and the right choice.

When you're alone, your strange behavior does not seem strange.

Sometimes it seems that the bed is the safest place.