Book: Stone

... Joan again told a lie. This was to blame and he knew that we can not allow lies; and not only because he needs the truth and a lie is immoral, but because the lies have been compounded and turned to stone, like the layers of cold concrete, then it's no scrap will not take. It's hard to tell the truth after a lie - it is easier not to speak. And after the lies have already been another truth, second grade or something...

- Why then blame the husband?
For lying, for hypocrisy. Or with me live or leave.
- Why? then Ryabinin.
Not mangled love, not resentment, not loneliness, and not even a woman's pride... she is tortured by uncertainty.

The human soul are complicated - a speck, a dot, a speck of dust can inadvertently push it in the past. But the past rarely touches the mind - often it grips our heart.

- And in your opinion, who is an interesting person? Which has been ahead of plan?
- Who thinks.
She was silent, waiting for the other words, rastolkovali, so Ryabinin added:
Interesting people think.
Is that all?
- That's not enough?
- And if he is thinking, but not educated?
He's still more interesting to an educated, but not thinking.

Smug people are closed from a bad one, but it's closed and good.