Book: Zhuravlenok and Lightning

Well, clearly where I could understand your subtleties! My job is to work hard. You know, romance is a useful thing, but we must also live like human beings.

As a child I consoled myself that the serpent fell over the forest, and flew to distant lands, and ever come back. And his paper is going to smell like salty sea spray and juice of tropical plants. I guess because I to old age and began to collect those books: it seemed to me that they smell the same.

This wise old books, they have a soul. I loved them very much. You put them up, my dear, and the time will come when they will become your friends.

However, nothing, old age does not happen, if the person doesn't want her. Just comes a time when you burst the thread that linked you with a winged serpent.

Because thunder is not scary, this is after the lightning. If you hear thunder, then lightning struck by...

You will be able to. If it will be hard to bear, if hurt, will suffer, if you scared overcome. The most difficult - when you consider that it is necessary to do one thing, and you say: do more. And say in unison, say the fairest words, and you yourself begin to think: but, naverno, they really are right. Can happen that right. But if you had any modicum of doubt, if in my heart still a little confidence that you are right, not them, you do it your way. Don't justify yourself to strangers the right words.