Book: One sky

I - power by a foreign power.

- And what next?
- What do next? - said Tkachev.
- Well, come tomorrow.
- What is tomorrow? Nothing tomorrow, and then disasters. Significant, I think.

Sat for a long time, breaking the routine, changing the everyday life and turning something bigger than one person's life.

Past the abyss, which always and invariably, constantly below us opened.

He asks not what life is, and what it means to know?

You are no longer just "the door", you're beyond knowing that there is a door.

There is a higher power, Supreme center, graduate school. We are all students of this school, but what about those who are tired of being a student?

The usually crowded square was empty. People were afraid of the sun? People were afraid of history. History with guns walked the streets and could have been punished for any fault.

A pause in the noise is a kind of music.

Shades - the most important thing for the observer, they bring the picture to the end. That winter boredom, three shades - white, grey and black. Summer is better - the richer palette, you can choose a long time to monitor changes. Each thing has its color, but he lives a separate life.

From childhood usually remains a lot of vivid memories. Well, when these vivid memories of the bright - bright sun, bright light... Because man is so and grows bright.

War is like under the ice fall, when the turbulent times, and look at the stars, if snow on ice is not present.

Originality - war thoughts with thoughts about the repetition of the past.

Man is a great shooter, if you know how to watch intently.