Book: Sister Kerry. Page 1

In the evening, when Exceedingly returned home, she was in that dark state, when I want only one thing: to try to find out and take revenge.

Still, waking from his melancholy, and sat down at the table, she changed her mind. A bowl of soup sometimes works wonders.

Exceedingly saw a pretty face Kerry, her delicate figure, and bitterly wondered why it is so ridiculous the way life is, what joy he feels in the presence of this woman, can not last forever. How much nicer would it be to live!

You look at trees and admire their Majesty and power. But do not despise the flowers because they can't give anything but delicate aroma.

When the abyss engulfs us, we pull the hands to the star.

The world passes by those who do not participate in his madness.

Morning brings a different mood. Life inevitably takes its toll. Only in rare moments that we see how pathetic our existence. We experience emotional pain, finding himself in front of sharp contrasts. Strip them away and the pain subsides.

He liked it more interesting books than the ones she had read, more interesting people than those with whom she met. His ideals have found an echo in her heart.

Only the highest mental development, and gives rise to a philosophy, such fortitude of spirit, which does not allow to focus on these things and suffer for them.

Dreams lost. Reality mocks.

These events can be a chain of coincidences, but a pattern emerges.

I want you to think about the difficult relationship between material success, social prestige and "simple human happiness".

Values that she had previously worshipped, suddenly turned out to be false, and the success she waited suspiciously like defeat.

Happiness is not measured by the number of outfits, nor the size of Bank accounts, and you don't know what it is, where and how to look.