Author of quotes: By Jodi Pikolt

When I lied, they believed every word I say. When told the truth, nobody listened.

Between desires and reality huge gap, sometimes it conjures up the bridge even before the person has a chance to understand that this bridge, its weight will not stand.

They say that the youth are all wrong. But I don't think we make fewer mistakes as we grow up.

The gun is actually nothing without the man holding it.

We were complete opposites - hard against soft, light against dark, soft against the determination. But something tells us that neither of us would be complete without the other. We were a Mobius strip, a tangled knot that cannot be untied.

Children look at the world with wide eyes and part of growing up is slowly going blind.

In this world so hard to find love, to find someone who will give meaning to your existence. And the baby was probably the purest example of such love. A child is a love that does not need to look, which does not need to prove that you don't need to keep.
Because when you lose it, you feel so hurt.

I think that when you kill a child, in fact, two people die. Here only the mother has long tolerated a heartbeat.

And I remembered that people tend not only not to know certain things - they also tend to believe. And faith is the only weapon in our Arsenal, able to overcome the doubt.

I knew that I loved and this love was mutual. That man is able to find hope watching how to grow weed. That the essence of human life is not where it ultimately appeared, and many details that led him there.
We all make mistakes.

My theory is that religion is not based on lies but not the truth. I think religion survives on what people need at the moment. Take the same baseball player, not parting with the "lucky" socks, or the mother of the sick baby, who believes that her baby can sleep only in her presence. Believers by definition have what they will believe.

Once, in high school, I asked my father about religions, which over time was found to be false. The Greeks and Romans, surrounded a Horde of gods, believed that pleasuring their sacrifices and prayers in the temples. Today, however, religious people twisted at the mention of paganism. How do you know I asked that in five hundred years the dominant race any aliens will not be squeamish to touch the remains of your Torah and their crucifix and wonder what were we naive? The father, usually willingly took the challenge and ready to "think it over" is as blasphemous as "it" sounded, was speechless. Finally he said, "a Religion based on lies, would not have lasted two thousand years."

The day after the bar mitzvah where the parents insisted, I read a passage from the Torah and celebrating their transition to adulthood, said that from now on I will never set foot in the synagogue. "But why?" - asked the father. "Because, I think, God damn, do I sit there every Friday. Because I don't understand why religion, which is based on prohibition, and not the instructions for the multiplication of virtue. Because I don't know what I believe."

It's funny that, even dying, man continues to struggle for power. Want to determine the manner of death, to assign an exact date. Lash yourself to anything, just to keep the illusion of control.