Author of quotes: Margarita V. Sabashnikova

If in the night the first snow fell, Wake up feeling amazing with the wonderful silence. And out of the house - air and white ground clean as the first day of creation. Every sound: a dog barking, crows cawing, and the ringing of bells - sounds amazingly clear and remains by itself as inlay on a background of silence. And the pristine whiteness of the earth the first human and animal tracks, the track looks like re-drawn signs of destiny. Colorful head scarf, red crow's feet, green spruce branches - all color think white coming from another world. On winter roads my own thoughts were in a world moving colorful shapes, visible by me from the side. When we are young children on our yard digging corridors in the snow, what is snow star-and warm! But at dusk everything was drowning in his blue. It was ecstasy! In later years, when the rapid run on skis or in a sleigh merged heaven and earth, the consciousness expanded. Night stars snowflakes under his feet shone like heavenly stars above, you are surrounded by flaming sphere, you could see billions of angelic eyes.

Era disasters is great because people like to be pulled out of the power transient and the soul meets a soul so, how is this even possible, probably only after his death.

In 1918, during the revolution, there was such case: at the crowded anti-religious rally, the old priest at the end he asked. He didn't want to give. "Only two words," he asked. - "Okay so, say your two words, but no more," was nasmeshnitsa Chairman. The priest ascended the pulpit, and, turning to the people, proclaimed: "Christ is Risen!" And if from one breast sounded vociferous response: "Truly he is Risen!" The old man now pulled and took. His fate is easy to imagine.