Book: Elusive Jabba Heng

... sometimes you look in the mirror, and grins out an unfamiliar guy and mug him the most suspicious. And it something I don't believe for a penny.

The simplest and most affordable means of fear is anger.

I was afraid to love some large objects and phenomena. Thought: and well as will not fit in the heart and then it will explode? It's all nonsense. Nonsense.

Ripples on the surface of the lake even, but the puddles of melt water on top of a huge glacier - that was like his feelings and emotions.

When a person asks you not to say a word to anyone, I find it easier do not to say a word to anyone. It is enough that all and Sundry can read my mind!

The most important events of life seemed to me at that time never again to give them one by one into the hands of as Christmas gifts: now read the poem, tell Santa Claus thank you, and Hello.

Understanding the situation helps to organize the process of thinking.

Loss of soil under the feet of all to face, the best anti-aging remedy in the world and five minutes to a love potion.

You have so much anxiety and so little discipline, that I wonder how you're still alive.

So bitter was each new disappointment. My personal record was a thousand disappointments in the day, and I was not going to stop there.

Love is not the feeling that one could experience to a large number of living beings belonging to the same species.

Before the problem was always outside. And now, it turns out, inside. I mean, with all your dearest giblets is my main problem. What a piece of yourself cut off and thrown in a landfill - so, it turns out, is the question.

Sleep, I must say, almost days in a row, not so much from fatigue as from a reluctance to return to life, which suddenly became very difficult and confusing process.

That's crazy - it happens, happens to everybody.