Author of quotes: Mary Faris. Page 37

Then stability was hunting me everywhere asked me to think about myself my mother's voice from the handset.

Every day I start with prayer, so that he could escape from all, who wants to knock him from the goal; not to tremble and hide in a hole, where there is a sofa and a TV, and the kitchen smells like chicken soup.

Someone told me that a samurai must take a decision not later than the ninth breath, otherwise you'll doom yourself to suffering.

The earth, the stones, people have memory. There is a memory and the calendar. Therefore, before you start something, son, you have to know what happened earlier in the day.

In order to stay alive, you need time to throw away the life of all that mortified.

In Africa matter?
- It. Africa dead. You know, if death has a home, he's there.
I laughed to hide the coughing and not to pretend.
- Seriously, - she continued, - the soul of the people there are shallow, muddy river, the sand turns into sand. In Africa like in advance feel dead and I think, the kind of life I wanted to live?

Get people out of the routine you need as of the quicksand, not making any sudden movements.

- You just don't think I'm drunk and don't interrupt me - I whispered to Juan.
- What is it?
- On Tuesday, almost midnight, I was returning from Colima in Kamalu. Food on the Boulevard, at that dark place, where ever burned out the lights, slow down at the bumps, carefully roll through it, then I hear a rustle.
Juan stared and covered his mouth with his hand.
- Look in the rear view mirror...
Baba sits! - he interrupted me.
How do you know?
- Katrina... only said Juan.
His gaze became distracted. He lit a cigarette.
- Katrina?
- Returned, - he smiled. - For a long time it was not. It's amazing how you even survived.

They are slightly reducing the costs, could afford to go really. For example, in Palmyra, while the religious fanatics finally destroyed it. Or at least to travel by car to Louisiana, hanging out at the cotton ranch, sit on the carved balconies; to buy a ticket on a steamboat on the Mississippi, to breathe cold over the river, looking into the murky water and try to imagine how many bones lying on the bottom.

Don't want to be tired, dusting in a little dark house, filling bowls and washing clothes. Want to be tired from walking on unfamiliar roads. Have any birds of your own happiness. There are those that every year are changing sockets.

She knows better than me that those who found their job, nothing more to look for in the world. It's time to sit at a machine in one place to tie with the knot, until you have something worthy to serve humanity years. Of course, not come the first time, but after my carpet with a dragon will other. Importantly, the woven patterns on them brought someone happiness. I'm happy with since I realized I didn't really know how, but want to learn.

When I go to the planet alone, your privilege to eavesdrop on conversations.

Memory is a lacquer box, it is impossible to store nails. This will not give.

Often changes in life starts with a hangover, when the head cannot think, and the decision is made by heart.