Book: Childhood



The only people capable of real love, and can experience strong grief; but the same necessity of loving serves to counteract their grief and heals them. From this moral human nature more enduring nature of the physical. Grief never kills.
№ 381053   Added Viker 26-10-2019 / 14:05
I for the first time in my life has changed in love and the first time I experienced the sweetness of this feeling. I was encouraged to change worn-out feeling the usual devotion on a fresh sense of love, full of mystery and suspense. Moreover, at the same time, to love and to love means to love twice as strong than before.
№ 381051   Added Viker 26-10-2019 / 14:03
Not going even through those bitter trials which lead adults to caution and coldness in the relationship, we deprived ourselves of the pure enjoyment of tender baby attachment one only a strange desire to emulate big.
№ 381050   Added Viker 26-10-2019 / 14:03
Those who have experienced shyness, you know that this feeling increases in direct relation to time, and resolution decreases in inverse proportion, that is: the more it goes on the state that made it compelling and the less remains for determination.
№ 381049   Added Viker 26-10-2019 / 14:02
Will return if ever that freshness, carelessness, need for love and the power of faith possessed as a child? What time could be better when the two best virtues - innocent gaiety and a boundless need for love - were the only motives in life?
№ 381048   Added Viker 26-10-2019 / 14:02
She quitted life without regret, did not fear death, and welcomed it as a blessing. Say this often, but how seldom do happen! She could not be afraid of death because he died with faith and fulfill the gospel law. Her whole life was pure, unselfish love and dedication.
Well! if her beliefs could be better, her life directed to a higher purpose, is this pure soul less worthy of love and amazement?
She made the best and greatest thing in this life - she died without regret and fear.
She was buried at her request near the chapel, which stands on the grave of the mother. Overgrown with nettles and thistles mound under which it lies, fenced by a black grille, and I will never forget from the chapel to approach this grille and put a prostration.
Sometimes I silently stop between the chapel and a black grille. In my soul suddenly awakened painful memories. I think, Providence is just connected me to those two beings in order to make me regret them my life long?..
№ 194526   Added MegaMozg 13-01-2017 / 17:16
It seems to me that a smile is what is called the beauty of the face: if the smile adds charm to the face, the face is beautiful; if she's not cheating, it commonly; if it spoils it, then it is wrong.
№ 79351   Added MegaMozg 04-01-2017 / 14:53