Author of quotes: Robert Merle

Flirty - girl who offers herself without any intention to surrender; the untouchable girl, which does not cease to refuse what you do not intend her to ask.

White has too much development of ideas about the future. Not to think, embrace the present and drive away anxiety!

When I think about the years I always comes to mind, in a sense, even haunts me, the way Balzac's shagreen leather. I remember reading this book, I was worried with Rafael horror to find that talisman, symbolizing his existence, shrinks with every wish. But in fact, life does not wear from desire, she dries up, even if you do not want. Thirty years, forty, fifty. And it is striking that on each turn becomes a tragic acceleration. I want to scream, stop, stop, don't run so fast!

Between the year when the earth no longer process and the year when she starts "to be built", it affects usually long and insidious disease of desolation. The land abandoned by man, and none taken, turns into something disgusting - in a vacant lot.

Trendsetters in the Dorm did not shave, did not wash, wore dirty sweaters directly on the naked body. Preppy guys like the Minstrel was almost to suspicion, as carriers of bourgeois and counter-revolutionary spirit. Funny that such simple things as water and soap, are elevated to a philosophy of life.

There is, in fact, to win: food rush, take it by force, absorb.

To suppress the student movement, means to drive the disease inward, instead of looking truth in the face.

In order to survive, every organism needs rules, whether written laws or just habits. Where we come if we constantly put everything into question? We can't exist in a constant state of protest. It would be like death.

In essence, the Professor can be judged before he opens his mouth, the manner with which he listens to the student, floating in front of him. Profiles are important, sit exactly in court preside. Ill-mannered prof collapses in his chair, yawning from boredom, staring at the ceiling and picks his nose. Prof-comedian never ceases to smile with a fine view, grimacing, raising eyebrows. Prof-freak and a screamer and then something violently writes, but then he hardly ever speaks, does not summarize. There is even a Trac-o pervert who looks at him sitting next to student, just it whore or he - sir, which is the right of the first night.

In fact, with the intellectuals as not worth arguing, as Mokthar. Mokthar you're just not listening. As intellectuals, they listen, but when you speak, always it turns out that this is not important.

- He has a smart appearance, she said, not taking her eyes from the Bard.
- Not smart, and clever, - said the press cake.
She raised her eyebrows.
- What's the difference?
- For me the mind is something comprehensive, which implies maturity.

Like all shallow people, she's just in love with the word "depth". Dull, in addition: I, I, I, a grain of humor. Interestingly, in girls suffering from hypertrophy of the "I" is "I" rarely deserves attention.

No, I know they love me, and I have them too, but to be an object of adoration unbearable.

Woman was not created for men, it exists for itself, therefore, it disposes of a discretion.