Author of quotes: Alexandrina Bobrakov. Page 1

Alas, emotion is more difficult than with the enemies of flesh and blood, feelings are preparative property to rise even after the thousandth murder.

Claws are someone who has long been a victim, always sharper sharpened.

Each monster is the Creator.

I hate people who consider themselves to be special because special - I.

Problem to be solved, not to mourn.

You brought the storm to my berth,
You promised always to be friends with me, love,
But in the morning at dawn, as the sun rose,
The sea - calm, and that means you need to sail again.

Fly, sorrowful angel,
Cut a cool air.
Say goodbye to the bustle of the earth,
We will fly with you into space.

Turned out to be quite a little spark of a familiar sight for the revival of murderous flame in his soul.

No need to be a magician to do good deeds.

It is easy to be pacifist when there is no war, but if you don't blacken your hands when you want to kill someone you care for?

Nothing leaves this world without a trace.

From the feelings I experienced fugitive
But this time, alas, didn't.

Sadly, not all wishes come true.

The feeling was not the price, but they were condemned as something useless, superfluous, like an Appendix. Anyone who has tried to dream, to soar above the rest - immediately lowered to the ground and smeared on the asphalt.