Author of quotes: Vladimir Sanin

Each person gives he is aware or not, sleep is an adventurer and waiting in the wings. Most often, lulled by prudence, he continues to slumber my entire life, and nobody comes, this unassuming bespectacled man, who wouldn't hurt a fly, that no day is going through in his imagination of untold adventure: just yesterday, along with Edmond Dantes, he escaped from the Chateau d'if, and today, few minutes ago, scattered and spread you out on earth a dozen bullies. But at least one person out of ten adventurer necessarily awakens, knocks the hell out of prudence and, to the horror of relatives and friends, declaring that henceforth he was waiting for the mountain (ice, sea, taiga). In different historical epochs this is one of the ten or dons a red hood and yells "fifteen men on a dead man's chest", or a dozen of the same possessed delves into unexplored land or swims on dwuhvalentnoe boat alone in the ocean, or scrambling for something on the mountain peak, on top of which there is nothing to breathe, or rushes the dog to the pole...