Author of quotes: Alexandrina Bobrakov. Page 3

How stupid it was to fall in love with her and how stupid that I want to repeat it again and again.

Remember, we talked about the stars? In the sky there are gas giants, which do not have enough mass to become stars. So it's me, I don't have the significance to become your ray of light. This is my fault, and it's killing me.

We are all afraid of something. Some minor experiences: to miss the bus, to get better a few pounds, meet a bad man. Some have phobias such as fear of heights, spiders, water. And there are people whose fear is so strong that it absorbs fully. It was born somewhere deep in your heart, and with all the blood that spreads throughout the body. Fills thoughts and blocks positive emotions. Makes to turn around and scream in my sleep. Pushes crazy, and requires great sacrifice. You're not your own, fear controls you.

I understand. So everyone understands that sometimes you want to Bang your head against the wall from this understanding.

He understood how difficult it is to breathe the man who never comes, although always promised to be there.

I wanted to write a lot of books
About you, about you and with you
But in short you shot in a moment
My genius died, that sucks.

All of our lives
Full of contradictions,
They certainly every
Resolves itself.
One on the bottom of the sea
Waiting for a miracle meetings,
The other rushes to embrace
The sun to the heavens.

The guy was so anoxic that it started to choke.

If only I could share the feeling of happiness that overwhelms me, it gave everyone living on the planet piece by piece. Evil people I would give two pieces of happiness, so they never hurt anyone, after all, do bad when unhappy.

The man who can't love, will never realize it. He may think that time has not yet come or that his affection, passion, affection - this is true love. A man who says that he can not love, in fact, already loved once. He was heart broken, so he tries to convince himself that this will never happen again.

I write books as long as I have at least one reader, even if this reader will be myself.

Heart every year was beating quieter and quieter, until not ceased to demand love.

It is a pity that now full relations without love and love without chance.

Once again confirmed that it is better to cut off your hand than to get involved in person. It's not as painful.