Author of quotes: Viktoriya Samoilovna Tokareva. Page 1

Became clear: our family hive, Stas drone, and I'm working bee. That buzz.

It's hard to live without ideals. Need something to believe in, or empty.

- You loved? They give birth to children? - I was interrogated.
Well... agreed Yakov.
- And everything else is nonsense. Straw.
- What's the straw?
- A Scarecrow stuffed with straw. It is worth it.

Life in all cases ends with death, so fly or crawl - the end is known. It turns out that life is about purpose.
What is art? To distract people from what is false and to give life some meaning.
What is faith? That man was not afraid of the end.

She loved and loved her. She left, and she left. Was all. But come old age and all called. As the snow covers all the trash of last season.
Old age is winter. It is height. And many look above and see better.

... a living dead don't need and Vice versa.

Nothing boded trouble. But... it could All turn around in one minute.

A sense of ownership - a great feeling. The Bolsheviks lost this feeling almost a hundred years, preaching: the public above private.
As mentioned Vassa Zheleznova, "ours is a draw. Mine!". "My" rules the world. My man. My wallet. My house.

Young life was moving slowly. In twenty years, young man. Ten years later (thirty) young again. Forty young. There is little change around. And for the old life is running fast.

...child, so dear, so sweet, in him the whole meaning of life and even the meaning of death. Immortality. After you, he will carry your genes.

Life always gives you a reason to laugh. With the exception of a few items: death, humiliation, and then...

It was quickly forgotten. He almost never remained in the literature. I burned, like a torch, and went out ignominiously. It is unclear why some remember and others do not.

There is no one more beautiful than a little guilty wife. It becomes easy, flexible, forgiving.

The world is ruled by greed. Less to do and more to take.