Book: Dens, dens, dens. Page 1

- And you are a great cook!
- No, not cool. Just do everything you need, carefully and with love. This is already enough to get something interesting...

Compared to the bright, full of tragedies and triumphs, the fate of Jack London, my own life seemed drab and inconspicuous, like a skittish squirrel, harinamas in the branches waiting for spring... So this thing - other people's biographies. Who wants to read a biography of the librarian from the town of Kawasaki, who has lived a peaceful life and quiet pomershih your bed? No reading other people's biographies, we seem to demand some kind of compensation for what in our own lives does not happen, alas, damn...

Absolute normality is in itself a deviation in the psyche.

A lot of you have in your life people who have talked to you about you?

In the end, to look good in someone's eyes is not the main goal of my life.

Going in one place to sit but on the meaning of life to think nothing will work.

People die of the matter; human life is much more dangerous than you think. So you need to treat people like that then there was nothing to regret. Fair and sincere.

The world very little people to listen to. All I want to say. Even if not much. Here I am the same...

Her mood itself at me jumps. In this sense it is very strong. And it affects me all the time. Because she doesn't care what people around her feel. Only thinks about himself and about what she feels. Such people are always very strong. Under their mood you get even if you don't want.

You see, I'm a very imperfect human being. Very far from ideal, and often mistaken. But I'm learning. And trying hard not to repeat their mistakes. Although it is still sometimes repeated. Why? It's very simple. Because I'm stupid and imperfect. At such moments, I very much do not love yourself. And do everything for the third time this has happened in any case. And develop gradually. It's small, but progress... it's better than nothing.

When confused, like a fish in the networks, the main thing - not to do sharp movements. Stand still for a while and something will happen. Will definitely start to happen. Gaze into the murky twilight intently - and wait, while something does not stir. I know from my own experience. Something will start to move. If you need it - it definitely moved.

If you clearly know what you want - live as you like, and no matter what others think about you.

Each person has their own reason for death. It looks simple, but in reality - much more difficult. How about the stump of the tree. Sticking out itself from the earth, so small, simple and clear. And try to pull out - and pull the long, tangled roots... the roots of our consciousness. Live deep in the dark. Very long and confusing. Too much already there is no one to untangle because no one will understand except ourselves. And may not even understand ourselves.

They all want stories, just looking for it in their own way. Therefore, people often do not understand each other. And make mistakes. And sometimes die.