Author of quotes: Nina Gheorghe. Page 1

- Women and horses have much in common. I want to know what?
- No.
Well, there you go. If the horse says no, then you're just wrong formulated question. The same with women. Do not ask her: "will you have Dinner together?" It is necessary to ask: "What do you cook?" Can she say no? No, it can't.

Not often we attach a certain meaning and sound of words, but rather words that we constantly use, impose certain imprint on us.

Love, a formidable lady men... it is not Surprising that the primary instinct of men face this tiranti - flight.

Jean was resurrected because of love.

Reading is a journey without end.

Little love. Big love. In fact, it's scary that there are different "formats of love". Or not?

When fits of anger there is no more effective sedative than a good brutal Thriller in which the blood in the river.

Did you know that between the end and the new beginning there is some intermediate world? It - wounded time. It is the marsh where dreams and anxieties and forgotten intentions. You will hard. But you should not underestimate this transition period, this transition from separation to a new life. Take your time. Sometimes these thresholds are wider than I would like, and they are not to cross in one go.

Tragic because it is the only property of books: they really change people. But not evil. These do not make good fathers, loving husbands, kind, loyal friends. They are tyrants, continue to torment their employees, children, dogs, enjoying the humiliation of their victims, are irreconcilable in details, cowardly in difficult situations.

Books are not eggs. They can't go bad from age. Age is not a disease. Everyone gets old, including books. But do you (or anyone else), lose their importance just because a couple of years longer you live in this world?

Who reads, he is not lying. Anyway, while reading.

Never listen to what you fear talking! Fear makes us stupid.

Fear alters, deforms your body like an inept sculptor distorts valuable material. The only difference is that you cut down on the inside and no one sees the fragments and whole sections that break away from your walls. You internally become thinner and more vulnerable, and in the end every tiny feeling knocks you off balance. One hug and you think you destroyed that you had died.

What you are viewing, ultimately much more important than what you marry, ma chere Madame.