Book: Between two stools

This is like a Tamagotchi! laughed Leo. - Don't talk to you for one night - start to act up!
- I am Tamagotchi - most seriously said grandfather Antonio. - The principle is the same: don't call me will fly away to another planet. And we all Tamagotchi, a lion... wither from neglect.

It's the most lovely thing - to speculate about what is not or what you do not know.

I deeply regrettable that you is bullshit.

To understand, at least partly, - and; to interpret for the few. But I didn't elect me to interpret. I have to do things themselves elected. There is a principle: know thyself. And this principle, as know me - no.

Anyway, you still have no right to remove my sea of Azov from my system, placed in your and there is understanding.

Sometimes it seems, we live, we are because looking forward to wonderful changes. Tomorrow, we think, will happen, which never happened, well at least not the day before yesterday, neither yesterday nor today certainly didn't happen! And when we get tired of waiting, we come to pay homage to Literature, and in it live the same life that they never knew and do not know in reality.

All true. And all is false. For that nowhere - neither prove nor refute.

... everything "is the place to be" exists only insofar as no other. There is an existing price non-existent. And then, in turn, is always somewhere nearby, side by side. And the border between them is very narrow.

I like "no" than "is". Because every "no" means "no longer" or "not yet": the "no" - the past and the future have no history, and "is," history does not happen.

- Where it is, this is your Sleeping Ugly? Around?
Oh, the path to it long and hard! This path knows only Slonovski. But to Slonovski path is long and difficult.

- Well... - he started and he himself said nothing. Something happened that had not happened, and if happened, then another. Among us there was one who was not among us, but it turned out that was. That being said, happy and sad. Sad because it was not, but happily because it turned out that was. Now we have all grounds to say that there is no reason to say that heroes are extinct in our time. Of course, they are extinct and no one argues with that, but today we see before us a real hero. Of course, there is nothing of a hero, but he is a hero in spite of it. The fact that he is a hero, quietly at first sight. And with the second. And third. It is generally unnoticed. Having met him on the street, you would never say that he is a hero. You can even say that he was no hero, that - on the contrary - it is stupid and cheesy little man. But he is a hero - and it immediately catches the eye. Because the main character is modesty. Was this his modesty and evident: it just dazzles you, as soon as you seeing him. He's extremely modest. He is humble so that the impression of arrogant. But it is only the extreme manifestation of modesty. Therefore, despite the fact that there is nothing, it has everything to kiss the Sleeping Ugly and awaken Her from sleep. I would add to the above, but add nothing to say.

Nothing should become familiar: the familiar becomes commonplace and ceases to be seen. That way you can do everything in the world to overlook: there is nothing that sooner or later would become familiar. Best of all, when we're trying to figure out the essence of even what seems obvious. Interesting, I tell You, there are open.

Sometimes does not happen!.. I, too, Ranger! You do not have the right to make such generalizations. You probably not everyone in the world saw? But if you have even seen some, not all, probably, understood? And finally, if all understood, not all, probably, remember?

- Yes, he even looks this Ant the robber?
Oh Lee, Luke Lee took a formal pose and began:
- The people's imagination draws its mighty and huge - about three hundred of the twelve heads, and eight necks with three-clawed paws, scaly river fish. His chest hidden under the shell five hundred eighty-seven turtles left belly covered in leather brontosaur, and the right...
- Pretty "enough," stopped the avalanche of horror Petropavl. - With the popular imagination, everything is clear. And in actual fact it is what?
- Yes you that, the ants had never seen? - surprised Oh-Lee and Luke, as it seemed to Petropavl have poskuchnee. Well, black must be nondescript this little... Bug, one word. But that's not what he really is - the essence of what we imagine.
- What is the meaning to ascribe to anyone the indication that he does not possess?
- Still, you're a nerd. And a prude. You might think that you yourself are never attributed to anyone of the signs that he does not have! In the same the beauty is to see something not as it really is!