Book: Don't give up.... Page 2

... wind of madness sooner or later bursts in on you without knocking. And then you can do stupid things...

... just struggling with the extremes in itself, with its contradictions, its passions and addictions, his outbursts, you can at least a little bit, Yes, that's right, just a little bit to understand what life is.

The longing in our day, inseparable from the people, like teeth or hair. How could it be otherwise? The life of the people hopeless, they are forced to live. I am in a privileged position, because I can do what I like, I can even live alone if you want. But the life of most people is terrible. Holding them by the throat, forced to work from morning to evening, they watch stupid TV, never left alone, marooned in a trap the same people as they are. They can't afford a single minute of what is called "good time" good old time flows second by second, and you can just see how it goes. Most there is no life, no time - only the blind and crazy running in a circle.

... I love people who are natural, those who do not try to show themselves different than they really are. This includes the mind, some form of inner happiness and a certain kindness. I really, really love good people.

To have someone human relationships is to be on equal footing with him, speak with him confidentially in addition to love; and it is also called friendship. Love without friendship is terrible. If a man is in love only his own reflection in the eyes of another - everything will go wrong. If you love someone, love and happiness. When you love the person who loves you, it implies duties and rights - but above all duties. To do everything for the people you love to be happy, how happy are you.

Loyalty in love, I think, is possible, though it is not easy, but jealousy is a feeling, always plunging me into a panic. I have known jealous: it's horrible, it's always destructive, especially to themselves. They suffer and suffer, and it is ruining everything. It seems to me that jealousy when the jealous accept it, moreover, defended as a virtue, becomes a terrible disease.

You should be able to be affectionate with men. Men - they're big kids, big foals. They need to take the withers and talk to them kindly. As with the children. Not all the time to shake. When a man feels your weakness, he is delighted and becomes a defender. Men by nature are protectors, thank God! They are what need to women.

I was struck by one phrase of Chateaubriand: "it Hurts so much not to lose a man, for, in fact, without its existence it is possible and necessary, it hurts to bury their memories, those memories that are associated with that person." Bury her memories - I don't think it's done consciously. I think memories fade and disappear by themselves.

Will add that love as a disease, a heavy and shameful when it is not mutual. When I'm not in love, it seems to me madness, folly, nonsense. When in love, do not leave the phone, do not remember me... I'm so touched by the fact that the people who are supposed to be inflexible, are disarmed affectionate, gentle. When you fall in love with a good man - down the drain. It forever. But the lives of men too! Relationships in couples are often strained, just not possible... probably because women demand all the rights "weaker sex" plus, the proverbial freedom.

Act of love is fun. You want someone or not. Sex is a matter of taste. It is not a duty. Or you love someone who you are, and if he is with you, the better. If there's no - well, you can get some sleep. Never hurt anyone a couple of months to live quietly. By the way, if you're looking for fun, it is unlikely to find. And it can't be without intimacy, physical, and often mental, when the two well together, the conversations drag on until late and my heart warm. I'm sick of this wave of eroticism, she disgusts me. There needs to be a hint, but not a provocation.

... small life dramas, you should pay a joke, have a good sense of humor first and foremost, to be able to laugh at themselves.

In children and men so much in common... Men are vulnerable, they want to play cowboys and always scared that no one will buy them Western. I feel sorry for men. They have more problems than women, primarily because today they have to compete with women. I want to say that in our day women in principle have the right to do whatever men do. And while they can still be women. Men should continue to engage in ever-male occupations and thus prove their masculinity. Women decided to become strong, strong when Paul began to weaken. I think modern society is caught in the grip of women as well as men. But men, in my opinion, suffer from this stronger. They are prisoners of their work, of its political helplessness, his powerlessness to change things. Women may wish to help them. But no, they act as judges; it's kind of absurd. And then, the other women are full of contradictions. They want both a good husband and a wonderful lover, and everything else. They want peace in the material sense and excitation in terms of the sensual. But women are now in the age of transition to its new role... It will pass.

... often love is war. Battle in which everyone wants to acquire another. This is jealousy, possessiveness, possession, even at first glance, in the most generous of its manifestations. And, as in any battle there are sacrifices. Always one loves more, one suffering and another suffering, causing suffering.

Love is trust. Love based on jealousy - bad job, because her turn in battle, in fighting. To understand that the man cares about you, because he's jealous, maybe delightful is, of course, a manifestation of love, but I'm afraid one of the latter. All these games of jealousy, in my opinion, pathetic. I am in love-trust, fully, well, if you cheated - well done. It always costs a lot more than someone who is cheating than deceived.