Book: Doctor Zhivago. Page 3

An armed man - it is not just people.

His ability to keep himself exceeded the current Russian capabilities. In this trait, affected person visitor.

When he left, she thought it was quiet around the city and even in smaller numbers began to fly across the sky ravens.

For what to me such a fate ... that I see everything and so everything hurt?

Tonya, this old friend, this is clear, requiring no explanation of the evidence, was the most inaccessible and difficult of all that I could imagine Jura, was a woman.

He did not appreciate mother's feelings, which she always mixes in his affection for him, and did not realize that this love is more common women.

This and the terrible life around. Than it's deafening, the thunder and lightning? No, oblique views and the whisper of slander. All the ambiguity and the catch. A separate thread is, as gossamer, and pulled her to no end, try to get out there - just make more mess. And over the strong dominates the weak and cowardly.

It was a dark rainy day in two colors. All lit up it seemed to white, all dark black. And the soul was the same darkness of simplification, without smoothing transitions and penumbra.

A step forward in science is the law of repulsion, with a refutation of the prevailing misconceptions and false theories.

I'll put the traits on your paper, as after a terrible storm, blowing up the sea to the ground, lay down on the sand the traces of the strongest, furthest zaplesnevevshego waves. Broken sinuous line throws the sea pumice, cork, shells, algae, the light and weightless that it could raise from the bottom. This stretching endlessly into the distance, the coast border of the high surf. So you nailed the storm of life to me, my pride. So I'll portray you.

Passion in Slavonic, as you well know, means first of all the suffering, the passion of Christ, "the Lord is he who comes to freestyle the passion" (Lord, finish on a voluntary flour. In addition, this word is used in the later Russian the meaning of Vice and the lust... I guess I'm spoiled, but I don't like the pre-Easter readings in this direction, dedicated to the curbing of sensuality and mortification of the flesh. I always think that it's a rough, flat prayers, others without inherent spiritual texts of poetry, composed bellied glossy monks. And it's not that they themselves did not live by the rules and deceived other people. Let they lived and conscience. It's not about them, but the contents of these passages. These crushing attach undue importance to various infirmities of the body and whether it is fed or exhausted. It's disgusting. There's some dirty, insignificant secondary role built on an inadequate, her unusual height.

In the snow such a pleasure to listen to long, intelligent reasoning.

How well do you all know? Human, especially female nature is so dark and controversial! Some area of disgust you might be more subordinate to him than anyone else, someone you love voluntarily, without coercion.

... For the masterminds of the revolution, the turmoil of changes and permutations, the only native element... they do not feed bread and give them something at the scale of the globe. Building of worlds, transitional periods - that is their ultimate goal. Anything else they do not learn, can not do anything.