Author of quotes: Vlad Chuvilev

How do you like to sit in a room where a dim light burns one light table lamp, plays some favorite calm song, and you're sitting in the soft chair where you can just sit and think, just think, no matter what, but the important thing is that you get inside yourself. You know, and that on the contrary turn and throw ourselves head. Discover something new. Lose something old. Begin to look at some things differently, differently. You can even change yourself to get rid of "ballast", to feel their thoughts and their depth of reflection and to be different towards their friends, relatives, acquaintances, to life, finally, to their daily routine and their tastes. You're changing, but what remains from you, from you "old", and it is in some sense good, because you don't forget where you started...

Overcast. All the gray clouds coat the sky, drizzle, headphones in ears... Someone don't like that mood, but I'm rushing, just rushing. When the streets are almost empty, and bystanders all trying to escape from an angry sky. Cool, headphones in ears and the music that fills your brain completely, and you're not in a hurry, because your brain is fully immersed in the melody and the words to your favorite groups. Your feet carry you all in a straight line, and it seems that if you end of the road, my legs will still go, and the brain will be full of music, eyes will look to the wet asphalt and the drops will all fall and fall.

I don't know why, but metro I love. This underworld with its own laws, people, tales and legends. This damp smell is the hum of the trains through the tunnels, these flashing everywhere face. Somehow it all reminds me of my childhood and takes me to a country called "Reverie and Nostalgia". A few million people and lives go into the subway to head to friends, to work, to walk or just to go on these long and droning compositions. Really like the architecture of stations, each station is their own. Stations similar to small States, where lives its own little life.