Book: Towards the Swan

The people in the majority until we are indifferent, when we give any of them the ability to disappoint and delight us, then that being appears to us emerging from another world, we poetiziruet it, it transforms our lives into a breathtaking space, where it is more or less close distance from us.

In order for us to love a woman, sometimes it is enough for her contemptuous eyes on us, enough to think that she will never belong to us.

The General public knows the beauty, charm, learns the phenomena of nature through formulaic art, slowly, but still reaching to her heart - as opposed to the original artist who first of all rejects the templates.

The reader resent the slightest liberty of some of these writers, because they did nothing to please him and not gave him a vulgarity to which he is accustomed.

We wanted to capture the heart of a woman that were in love; now one the feeling that you own the heart of a woman, it may be sufficient that we fell in love with her.

I only reproach the Newspapers that every day they draw our attention to insignificant things, while we read only some three or four times in my life books that contain essential things.

Revolution is better than war, because when you declare a revolution, to fight for her go to just anyone.

We see only other people's inclinations; if we are able to understand their own, only those of them which point out to us from the outside.

Familiar place is just a space where we dispose of them as convenient for us. It's just a thin layer of interconnected experiences that make up our past; a memory of a certain image is only regret for a certain moment. Houses, roads, avenues are as - alas! - short-lived, as year.

The outer appearance of a person is a product of our thoughts about it. Even such a simple act as "see a friend", is the act of the intellectual. We Supplement it form the views which we have already developed and shared in essay, what we do, view these play undoubtedly an important role.

He is not confined in the building of their public relations, he made camping tent, such as those which take travelers to be able to smash wherever he was in love with a woman.

For making the right judgment about any person is often enough to turn inside reputation created by him in the light.

A smart man has a right to be miserable just because of a woman who is worth it.

The same is true with our past. Try to raise him is in vain, all the efforts of our consciousness in vain. The past is beyond his reach, in some things (in that sense, what we get from it), where we least expected to find it. If we find that thing in life or never find is pure coincidence.