Author of quotes: Vladimir Alekseevich Soloukhin

So love. It is not sung,
Love l is for centuries not made his own!
Lovers of the great poets
"Strong as death" told about it.
To that you can add very little
But I would say shyness is progona:
"When would like to live the love did not help
When b is stronger didn't make me,
If I love the sun from the sky erased,
So began the days of dimmer and gloomier,
Had used force to take her by the throat
And to strangle. And write about it!"

A long time ago people know about,
When the gap between two people
Stronger than the one who loves less,
Who loves, he is weak.
But I can tell you otherwise
After going through the horror of those days:
Who loves, he is richer,
The one who loves the poor.
Evil middle of the night, middle of the night long
Suddenly there is a cry in the blood:
Oh, God, have mercy on cute,
Send her a modicum of love!

The art is like looking for diamonds. Looking for a hundred people to find one. But this one never would have found the diamond, at least I wasn't looking for a hundred people.

Bee nobody eats. She needs not sacrifice, but only gifts. But she gives royally.

The highest happiness of man, although it is commonplace in the bringing of joy to others.

Limitless confidence can be depressing to turn into a burden. Its because you need to justify. It's inconvenient to lose.

Silent, silent, jealous and suffering
No, as it is to forgive,
To get it back!
Pick up the phone, like a raise
Heavy stone, as if guilty.
I didn't want to... But sooner or later...
I knew it all the time by heart...
Dry clicking, like a shot from a revolver.
I picked up the phone.
You hear - I give up!

Our world is arranged so that it definitely someone anyone should eat.

Trite, but if you listen, most sinister of all earthly sounds - the ticking of the clock.