Book: Forbidden fruit

Something slightly scary is a man who knows himself that he is a bad man, and spits on it with a high steeple.

Everyone has their weaknesses. Who smokes, who collects penguins. If you keep quiet about mine, and I won't talk about yours.

"Yes" - lies light, easy, just one word.

Crying is deviously dishonest argument in the dispute. As soon as someone starts to cry, talking more is not possible. You just want to make someone stop crying, and you ceased to feel the most vile villain in the world. Anything but that.

I sometimes talk to myself. And I give myself very good advice. Sometimes even I follow them.

The grave alive than dead. They give us the opportunity to think about them and not about what those whom we loved, rotting under the ground. Dead indifferent beautiful flowers and marble statues.

Nothing is more of calling than a beautiful man who is not confident.