Book: Suffocation. Page 3

In a world where everything you expect some blind, random disaster or some sudden disease, the person with addiction has the comforting knowledge that it most likely lies ahead. He took upon himself a control over its unyielding fate, and his addiction deprives the cause of his death was that of surprise that is inherent in it.
A good addiction takes from death the spirit of unpredictability. And it really is such a thing as planning your own departure.

Everyone tries to stop a moment. To conserve time, breaking the minutes of the footage.

In my life no more meaning than Zen koana.

Grow strong, rich and smart is only the first half in the history of your life.

Someday he will become a doctor and to save people. To return them happiness. And even something better than happiness: peace.
And everyone will respect him.
Ever.

Each of us get the chance to become the scapegoat. To take the blame.

There is an old Chinese custom that if someone saves your life, then he's responsible for you forever. If you become his child.

In some sense, to be dependent is a very profilaktichna.

You know what is the real reason that I wouldn't fuck? I think I the truth I wish I liked you.

Nothing will be as good as you can imagine. No one is perfect so far as it appears such as you have in mind. There is nothing as exciting as your fantasy.

In the moment when you will stumble on something better than sex, call me.

Why do I need such entertainment? Yes, just like that. When you realize that everything is meaningless, you still have work to do.

Sex is a wonderful cure for most everything.

I fought against everything, but now I began to worry that I never fought for something.