Book: Payroll. The right choice

Any of us is associated with thousands and thousands of small, medium and heavy invisible ropes, and the older we get, the more and their. At some point the rope cease to be called that way, and have a new name - "tie-up". Moreover, we note, in ninety percent of cases, you can add the word "voluntary". Just because you choose them yourself. You yourself choose friends? Women? Path? Lifestyle? The way of thinking? Himself. And then he carry this burden because all it requires you to do certain things, and at some point the word "can" switches to "should". The girl got pregnant? Get married. "You are my friend, help me," and where will you go? Help. Got a job - appropriate. And so day after day, year after year... Like the little things like you can at any time to straighten up and say "fuck you all, I'm leaving you, leave, fly away, swim away...". Can. But I won't. And if they say something only the mirror in the bathroom when water is noisy and I can't hear you. Well, maybe I will add: "How it all got". It creates what is called "your life". And you'll never become to change it, because it all has settled in it, you have just reached, and the leap from it just yet. And to create new life, strength is also no - you've spent.

The truth is always beautiful, but sometimes it is destructive, muttered Erema. - There are things you need to know everything, there are things you need to know favourites, and there are things that...

Love your faith, but don't judge others, so say the Muslims. - Erema sent into the mouth piece of the Bulgarian pepper. - I do not impose on others what you believe yourself, but try to convey to them his faith.

Bloody hell, God forbid such love, life is not vzvidit. Though, probably, only in such and need to fall in love in his youth. Yes, that would be a crazy hassle, incessant jealousy, the constant mess in my head and of life, broken hopes, when the time comes and the inevitable final bout long as bonus rewards, but that's the girl you'll remember with warmth and affection all his life. She just gave you that were not able to give other, more agreeable and calm girls. She gave you emotions and feeling of fullness of life, its "no" she went over all the strings of your soul. She gave you what poets call "the storm of emotions", and it's a priceless gift, just whether you realize it only when the hair becomes sparse, the belly pendulous, and the lights, once bright burning in the soul, flecked with ashes and will soon become a pile of ash. Actually, that is why they run sometimes aging men to very young girls, causing the wrath of wives and the public do not understand that it is not for a young body made a jerk this person is, and then to ever be the cheerful and carefree guy, who long ago had already left for the turn being. However, is it worth catching up gone forever? I don't know.

- So, what's sadness? - I do not understand the basics.
In addition to Patriarchal attitudes, her parents and a crazy sister? - I specified. - Yes, all the way from the road. But if on the track we meet two jeeps and all will crumble in a small salad? I, for example, bullets Allergy strongest, I have them all holes covered.

In life in General do. Not a person needs something, and it's in his hand very goes. In the meantime, another person to get something, like a fish on the ice beats - and all the way. The dialectic, man.

Funny picture - goat bangin 'Martin,' I muttered. - But on the contrary - Martyn goat pulls.

Selflessness is a virtue that requires rewards.

And you go, gently said the old Man. A woman is waiting. Historically it is their destiny, but if there's a choice between her and a group of companions, even if it is very good, always choose a woman.
- Yes? - such to me in life did not come.
Yes. The old man took his fingers and leaned back in his chair. - Now, if we were going to battle, then another thing. Then we would be much more important than it is, for the sake of the battle-born male. His fate - to fight and die, entering into immortality. For he who flees from the battle - dies of fear many times, and the one who manages to kill his opponent, even pierced by an enemy spear, he will live forever. However, it's all just pretty words that are worth nothing compared to what awaits you in your home. Go.

Toast the old man did not speak and the other to pour not suggested - he took a SIP of wine and connoisseur shook his head.
- Beehive and garden, - he said softly. - Yes, it's a glorious wine. Oh, what was the sun in Andalusia, what women! They loved me as I read. Alas, alas for them, alas for those who loves, must remember that often the love given returns to the giver in the form of a threefold suffering.

There will always be a fighter better than you, - sighed the king. - No invincible warriors.

- Heavy - that thing is power.
Is her power, use it, I chatted with their feet. - If, for example, only noblewomen to use and cream "Margo" eat - it is easy and pleasant. But if every orphan sirotinushka think something problematic and ungrateful.

Drive her away, Tugu-sadness, will turn on our street the truck with the caramels!

Friendship is a luxury in today's hectic lifestyle. On it simply there is no time, sadly.