Book: Stories from another pocket

A jealous man is worse than the mad dog.

I sit and patiently wait, while among resistant lies and evasions, which in legal language is called a testimony, accidentally catches a glimpse of truth. You see, the truth in our Vale of tears only opens inadvertently, when a person slips or slips.

All can portray and falsify everywhere prevails pretense or intent, not only in accidents, they can be seen immediately.

I personally do not believe in any excuses, no alibis, no words; I do not believe neither the defendant nor witnesses. A person is lying, unwittingly... a human being is false.

Foreigners, I believe few, on the strength of a half, especially if the sources of their existence is unknown to me. Russian I believe even less.