Author of quotes: Alexander Polar. Page 3

I want to choke a tender feelings for you, not from jealousy, you know?

And only once in a few years it was possible to observe how the snowfall mixed with the stars did happy people in this magical place.

If a girl in twenty years, something starts to doubt, then, saying "all is well", it means "all bad".

Trying to forget means to remember.

The universe is generous with gifts or friends, but receiving, we have to give something in return.

Happy to observe your sweetie when he's sleeping: immediately there is a sense of caring. Tucking them into a warm blanket, kiss his forehead, to sleep sweeter, try to behave as quietly as possible. I did not notice how fell asleep next to. But who notices when he falls asleep, right?

We decided to go to the candy store borley Mintla. The institution itself was like a gingerbread house from a fairy tale. Everything sweet-the sugar... At the counter stood a family. As usual, the kids in those places behave badly. And the child in this family was no exception. I don't like tears, especially when they are alerts childish tantrum, with a loud roar fifty feet around.

- What do you not like me? - with slight irony in his voice asked me.
Sawyer thought for a moment and replied:
Are your eyes. Because they are sad, when we are silent.

You could disappear for a week out of your life? Just to escape, leaving the light on, cooked soup in the fridge, maybe even a window open. Let there be cold. Sometimes, doing something and not think about the consequences, go to the unbuttoned overcoat on the street, even when it's freezing outside, and then lie a week at home with the temperature.

It illuminated his way, telling the legend of the snow: if you walk through it, the person will be happy.

Where is the sunset - soon comes the dawn.

- You, apparently, do not understand why your bookcase in just one book?
- No, why?
- See this wall? Jack filled her the books that I have read. And I put your favorite book on your shelf: start with it, if you have the desire...
I looked at the wall with the books that I have read Mr. Jack: there have been hundreds of books.

The pizza's arrived after about thirty minutes. Jack paid the courier and asked him to come in and drink hot chocolate. The courier looked at him with wondering eyes, and something muttering, left. "He obviously got scared that we want to Rob and kill," said Jack. I laughed, and Marcy c grin inserted: "To Jack, no one ever came to a Cup of hot chocolate...". "But Marcie, honey, it's cold outside, and he did us a service brought dinner," Jack answered. ". for which you are paid...," added Marcy.

It took quite some time, but I was already forced to understand justice in the world. From his own things - only locker bunk beds, and the scars on my knees remind how much I miss mom. I could not understand why I left and what I had done?