Book: The intimate theory of relativity

Ready to undress and stand before a man wearing only stilettos, but will never agree to use the heels for other purposes.

Religion - more a question of reason than of emotion.

Christmas eve is mostly the emotions on which we primarily focus.

Even the candles they do not burn at the same time...

Thirty-five years - a time when a woman leaves the men's dreams. But I'm not giving up. If anything, go for Botox.

He wanted to be a father, which she can be proud of when they grow up. So he left. Now he knows that children can be proud of fathers who do not.

A vibrator will never get you a drink, but not snoring, with his back turned.

I don't want some strange man hanging out in the evening in my kitchen, and plumbing I can pay.

Abnormal and, in my opinion, wrongly - to be judge and jury over others and rashly to condemn them to censure or praise.

Unbridled lust for perfection and greatness "to the best of my understanding" - an integral element of pride. As a person's confidence that he knows how to do something is much better than the other.

New year. Rhetoric and faith in the fact that in the morning it'll start again, will be better and happier.

Who needs this banal "I love you," if a man gets up early, prepares Breakfast for you on a plate and puts a heart of strawberries? Who and why?

I stopped trusting men, because it is burdensome. Most of my friends are of little interest, they have dirty shoes, and they know less than I do. A man must know more than I do. Needs to be smarter. This is the main condition.

From the nightstand drawer he pulls out a battered notebook and writes their decisions. "Forget about it!" Ten times. Just to be sure. He leafs through the pages of the notebook, reads the promises of last year. "Forget about it" - no exclamation mark, and only five times...