Book: Whether you love Brahms?. Page 1

She breathed in the smell of their own face, the smell of tobacco and felt that she was saved. And that died.

... women cannot be left unattended.

Strange, but that his beauty had hurt him in her eyes. She found him too beautiful. Too beautiful to be sincere.

Cruelty it was as if the underside of the sad, ridiculous need to avenge the man who nothing to deserve it.

- Excuse me, please, ' said Simon. - That's strange: I with the morning with an apology. You know, I think I'm just a jerk.
Roger came back with three glasses and heard only the last words of Simon muttered under his breath, that sooner or later everyone is convinced of his insignificance.

Sometimes he wanted to bring the chief to a white heat, but was hampered by laziness.

- You play...
He loosened his fingers, he looked tired.
- Right to play - he agreed. - You played a young, brilliant lawyer, played admirer, played baloane child - in a word, God knows what. But when I found out my role for you. Do you think this love?

And you, you, I blame the fact that you didn't do your human duty. In the face of this dead I charge you that you let love pass by, neglected the duty of every living entity to be happy, chose the path of subterfuge and resigned. You deserve a death sentence; sentence you to be alone.

What are these slow-witted men. "I trust you"... So trust what can change, leaving you alone and not to accept the thought that you can do the same. Just wonderful!

Disgusting these weekends single women: the book I read in bed, trying every possible way to delay the read, full of cinemas, perhaps a cocktail or lunch in someone's company; and at home upon return - the unmade bed and feel like not lived even a single minute.

Love is not everything, you also need to be loved.

All women in one way: they all require all of them, quietly encouraging you to be full trust, and then one day go out of your life in the most insignificant occasion.

It is better to have a solid reason for unhappiness than for happiness is negligible.

Not only that, he treated me, he was, you know, we still have to grieve what I mucus!