Author of quotes: Galina Goncharova. Page 2

No, it does not make her a monster. She even didn't break. The first destroyed expensive equipment, and himself was thrown out of a window. Ah, there's a rose Bush? Yes, rose is a pity.
The second dragged across the room to the bathroom and stuck my head in the toilet. What? Maybe he slipped!

The wizard wins in any battle. Because he is a master...

She was gone.
It was a huge ship.
Almost a living organism. Cozy, calm, serious and collected.
Aurora felt it all. Entirely.
Hands and boats, the heart - the engine, wings and nozzles... through the wires-the nerves, the pulses fled, passing her will... allowing the poor protoplasmic creatures to move around the space...
Funny people...
Strange people.
But, what's the difference?

The urge to kill is not so bad. Scary death wish, but to do this, closed their fangs on the throat of the enemy. This is - was. Let me die. But with you I will take as much as you can.

She had a goal - to become a Navigator.
All.
The rest is either helping her, or hurt... that helps - it is necessary to preserve that prevents to removed.

Antidepressants? Sedative?
Why? Why you need a bunch of drugs?
Just go and fill somebody's face. Or just saganites to the gym. Aurora had long known that physical activity reduces mental. Here and work... not!

Star.
Native.
Clear and warm.
And the space too warm. Who said that ice is the infinite abyss?
Funny people.
Funny, silly, dull...
Space is the force, power, life, infinity... it's a miracle.
Even if you die - you'll fly forever. And that's fine. Is there anything better than the eternal flight?

Aurora knew from mother you respect and fear, when you are strong. Show weakness and you devour. So it looked as if every day to MOP the floor with a dozen guys. What turned inside out... well, maybe before that she ate something stale?

You have me the girl is beautiful. So remember. Firmly remember. Not the one anyone. Can one - can all. If you don't want to become a prostitute - don't let a guy until at least a captain.

Work, work, work again - who says depression the pills help? Better twenty-hour working day funds not yet invented! When you fall off, get run down so that the head to raise forces there, and forget about everything.

Warm the soul. When all nice and cozy. When warm and feels like home. When you're calm and waiting for you. And realize you're home.
About this beautifully told poets and writers. But in real life... who knows this feeling - that was lucky. Someone makes his peace. Someone a habit. But the man just once to understand what it is - real, half-measures and he has never limited.

- Do you think cruelty is the privilege of kings?
The old servant was not surprised. During his long court life he never heard that before.
- I think, your Excellency, it is a problem of all kings.

When the husband returns home, and the wife definitely meets him in the hallway and kisses, and he has these eyes...
And then they turn to the daughter, who also ran in the hallway, and smile. And in the air like a spill of warm sunlight.
And when you breathe the smell in this house, understand that everything is happy. You can sling the apartment, "Chanel", but you can't fake it.
Happiness is like a Firefly floating in the air. And manifests itself everywhere. Gestures, smiles, looks, touches...

Good intentions pave the road to hell? This is true. But this is when happiness all at once. But when slowly weave their nest, consistently removing everything that hinders and in virtue of their capacity to help those who are near and who helps you... And why not?
No need to justify his cruelty is good for the world. It's not true. This is your future benefit. Your children. Your people. A little?
A lot. Sometimes it seems like too much.