Book: The ability of the island. Page 1

I stopped to take out the laughter, laughter as such, a sudden and wild distortion hell, disfiguring the human face and in a moment deprives him of any dignity. And if the person laughs, if throughout the animal Kingdom only he is capable of this horrible deformation of the facial muscles, it is only because only he, having natural stage animal organism, has reached the summit, the devil's stages of cruelty.

You can relax when it becomes truly care.

People former animals, which is why they talk so much about weather and climate in their senses, lives the memory of primitive conditions of survival in the prehistoric era. In these attendants, monotonous conversations lurks, however, a very real problem: although we live in apartments, in conditions of constant temperature, which ensures us a proven, long break in technology, we still are unable to get rid of this psychological atavism; and, therefore, full realization of self is total and inescapable nothingness and misery can take place only by way of contrast - in more or less favorable climatic conditions.

The love is over, not because it was boring, rather, it is boring because we gnawing impatience, the impatience of bodies who know what they are doomed, but I want to live, want in the allotted time to try all the chances not to miss any opportunity to use to the maximum the limited, elusive, vulgar time, owned by them, and therefore can't love anyone, because all the others seem the same the limited, elusive, vulgar.

In early life his happiness realize only after losing it. Then comes the maturity, when, finding happiness, know in advance that sooner or later you will lose it. And I realized that until I entered the third period of life, in the age of the present age, when the consciousness of the inevitable loss of happiness does not allow you to be happy.

To see past the speeding cars, it is little to live.

No one can see above yourself, says Schopenhauer, explaining that between two people with too different level of intellectual development exchange of ideas impossible.

Naturally, we slept together the first night; there always is in a serious relationship.

I have probably about sixty years old; more than twenty thousand identical days. I will avoid thoughts and to avoid suffering. The pitfalls of life lay far behind; now I entered the space alone and will disappear from it only by the cessation of physiological processes.
I swam a long time under the sun and under the stars, and felt nothing but slight, vague sense of the nutrient medium. Happiness lay beyond the horizon of the possible. The world - betrayed. My body belonged to me only for a short time; I will never reach the goal. The future is emptiness; the future of the mountain. In my dreams they were Packed sheath of the senses. I was - and was not. Life was real.

Between a man and a woman is always, in any case, something remains: a small desire, a small hope, a tiny dream.

Revolutionaries are people able to meet the challenge of a ruthless world and respond to it with more ruthlessness.

We all as artists. We believe that create.

Love is easily identified, but rarely occurs in a series of our beings. Thanks to the dogs we commend love, its very possible. What is a dog if not a device for love? Give her man and lay on her mission to love him; and no matter how vile, vile, crooked or stupid it may be, the dog loves him. This feature caused in human beings continues to race such an awe and shock that the majority in this meet, all evidence eventually began to respond to the dog in return. Thus, the way, the dog was a device to love with the training effect, which, however, took place only with regard to dogs and never to other people.

When truly love, the only chance to survive is to hide their feelings from the woman, in any circumstances, unleash the slight indifference. How simple it is - how sad! This fact in itself - the conviction of the man!...