Author of quotes: Dennis Lehan

All want quick results. We get tired of fear, we get tired depressed, we get tired from excess of emotion, we get tired from fatigue. We want to return to the past, who no longer remember, and the paradox of desperately driven future.

It sounds silly, but I'm afraid hours. They are ticking. And penetrate the brain.

Patience and Forbearance - the first victims of progress.

How-ever meet a death camp, doctor, and then ask me what I think about God.

I loved her like I love... it doesn't matter - his voice sounded notes of surprise. - This love because nothing compares, right?

It is impossible to reverse a community of people, if they don't all want to hear from you.

If you're not crazy, but you declared as such, all of your protests will only strengthen them in this opinion.

... the only way to defeat fear is to meet it face to face.

... he wants to ask, what is the sound of heart breaks from happiness, when one loved one fills your whole being, as will not fill any food, no blood, no air, when you feel that you were born for a short moment and here he came, God knows why.

... for me time is a series of tabs through which I walk back and forth along the text of my life.

It was everything that happened in my life - the first spring rain, and the Sabbath, ten years old, and early summer evenings on the beach, when the sand has cooled down, and the waves takes on the colour of whiskey.

But should we discard our past in order to secure the future?

If the world thinks you are crazy, then any of your actions that in other circumstances would work in your favor, in reality, fit into the framework of the actions of a madman. Your reasonable protests constitute denial of the obvious. Your valid fears are considered as paranoia. Your survival instinct is awarded the label a defense mechanism. The situation is unwinnable. In fact, it's a death sentence.

We were supposed to grow old together, Dolores. To raise my children. Walk under old trees. I wanted to see how the wrinkles are imprinted on your face, and be witness the emergence of each new wrinkle. We had to die together.