Book: Money

These purple capricious, opens his mouths, like hungry fish, - to call them tulips. On three sides of the asprawl, orange speckled is tiger lilies. Red, with vodovorote neck - of course, roses. They still are pink or yellow. And home a cap with tentacles on a thick stem is Amaryllis.

Sin has the habit of leaving a trail directly into the face for all to see.

I dream to leave the world of money... in favor favor of what? Peace of thoughts and wonders. But how to get there? Tell me, please. On their own I never will. I just don't know the road.

In my opinion, money is generally uncontrolled. Even those of us who have money, and it not under force.

With queues, I have an outstanding antitalent. Sound familiar?

There is one secret that nobody knows: God is a woman. Look around! It really is not obvious?

Normal girls are not like girls in pornographic magazines. But here's a little-known fact: the girls in pornographic magazines is also nothing like the girls in pornographic magazines... girls like in magazines for men, do not exist at all.

Even when we think we are deep enough to penetrate into the inner world of another person, in fact it only seems. We stand only at the entrance to the cave, struck matches and quickly ask, is there anyone at home.

Without children adult myself as a child. Children, change is the next necessary step, the same series that to leave home or to know a woman and to find their place and work, and to join in the General dance, in the alluring and frightening conspiracy.

Without money you are one day old. Without any money in you one inch of growth. Plus before the threads stripped. But the beauty is that when you have no money, then you did not take. And in fact, could take, even as I could. But when you're broke, no one will scratch

The girls always understand, they girls, from the beginning, but the kids seem to absolutely not understand that they are children. Children do not know what time. About the kids I have the awesome power of paranoia, especially about girls. I could not help thinking that they'll see through me, to feel his young nature unknown disorder. Will see all my time, weather, money and pornography.

We all retreat, waving their hand, or nod, or send a kiss, we all fade, fade, shrivel. Life is a continuous loss, we all lost a father, mother, youth, hair, beauty, teeth, friends, love, shape, reason, life. Lose, lose and lose. Please get a life. It is too complicated, too heavy. We have not a damn thing comes out. Let's try something else. Remove the life from the shelves. Away, indefinitely. She's a damn complicated thing, and damn, we are not out

Sometimes life becomes very familiar. Sometimes eyes life takes on a familiar glow. All of life is a vendetta, a conspiracy, jitters, pride, belief in yourself, belief in the validity of its tides and floods.

Money is the only thing that binds us together. Dollar bills, pound notes - all those pieces of paper actually notes of despair, suicide notes. Money - a suicide note.