Book: The life of a loan. Page 13

People are always funny. And if you realize this, life seems much easier.

In a country where money give pet names will never be fascism.

Compassion - a bad companion, but even worse when it becomes the goal of the trip.

Oddly enough, but until you remember to continually fall, you haven't lost anything. Apparently, life loves paradoxes; when you feel like everything is absolutely fine, you often look funny and stand on the edge of the abyss, but when you know that all is lost, - life is literally loaded with presents of you. You can't even lift a finger, good luck she runs after you like a poodle.

Every man, if he's not lying to the woman, talking nonsense.

- What is freedom?
I don't know. I know only one thing: freedom is not irresponsibility and a life without purpose. It is easier to understand what it is not than what it is.

- I'm sorry.
- In love there is nothing to forgive.

Not always do the right thing, my son. Even if conscious of itself. But that sometimes is the beauty of life.

Who wants to keep - he loses. Who's ready with a smile to let go - that I try to keep.

way back into love no. You can never start at the beginning: what happens, stays in the blood. Love is just like time, is irreversible. And neither the victims nor the willingness to everything, no good will nothing can help: such a dark and ruthless the law of love.