Book: The promised land. Page 2

I can't be alone. When I'm alone I am nothing. Just a set of bad qualities.

Unfortunately, all good we are only aware of late. Live in anguish for the past and fear of the future. Everywhere, not only in the present.

Pictures are like living beings. As women. They can not show to everyone, if you want to preserve its charm.

There will always be a new war?
- Because the memory of the fake memories, ' I said. Is a sieve which will pass into oblivion and all the terrible, turning the past into a continuous adventure. In memory-each character. About the war have the right to tell only who they passed it to the end. But somehow they just silenced forever.
Ravitch shook his head.
Just a person does not feel others ' pain, he said. - That's the point. And someone else's death doesn't feel. It takes quite some time, and he remembers only one thing: how he survived.

Fear your own imagination: she exaggerates, understates and distorts.

When one of the parties assents only, the understanding given is surprisingly easy.

Emotions, as well as concerns overshadow a clear head. Still a hundred times will change.

I had no desire to explain to this innocent child a legitimate right, no matter how detrimental sometimes happens hope. She eats all the resources of a weakened heart, his ability to resist, as inaccurate blows of the boxer, who is hopelessly lost. In my memory deceived hopes killed far more people than human submission to destiny, when the soul hedgehog curled up all the power centers on how to survive, and nothing more it does not have enough space.

What a country! I thought, going out into the street. Forty - two varieties of ice cream, war or soldier on the street!

Memory is the best forger in the world; everything that man happened to pass, she easily turns into a great adventure.

Who thinks about the future, he can not dispose of the present.

Love does not make one better. It only excites the senses, but the nature of the spoils.

God has much more humor than we think. And much less compassion.

When you get disheartened, come see me at the hospital. One bypass cancer Department in two accounts cures any Blues.