Author of quotes: Tibor Fischer

Jim was terribly jealous of all those humble servants on a hard salary which at the end of the day discharged and not think about work until tomorrow morning. Maybe that's it - a simple human happiness?

Adventurers who sincerely believe themselves to be risky in people with all of your Cycling trips in places of fighting, parachuting, climbing, jumping from bridges with rubber roping, hunting crocodiles, - I do not know what a real risk. There's nothing more dangerous than to conceive their job. When you're right out of the plane, you risk only life; when you own the company, even modestly petty bench, you risk an immortal soul.

There are so many lies. So many untruths.... It's a continuous war. Of course, do not kill people openly on the streets and not shove their bodies in ditches - the appearance of propriety still observed. Robberies, looting, and massacres usually happen behind closed doors and shutters, in secluded places, where do not look foreign. But that doesn't make them less cruel. The truth was terrible. From it smelled bad. Like in bad action movies: you know the truth, you are silenced. Or in life: as soon as you start to enter what is really going on, you are your own gag. Forever. Dead men tell no tales.

There is no greater pleasure than to lock myself at home, fully fenced off from the outside world and create your own world.

Home is not a place home is the people that are around.

But when enemies are together, a United front against you, you should tell them sincerely "thank you", because thanks to their efforts and your inevitable victory will become much more valuable and sweeter when you fail will cut through their dense ranks.

If tall woman and short man together, it means one of two things: either a very lonely woman, or a man very famous.

Immutable law of all parties in a large company: the most obnoxious guest is always the last to leave. The most hopeless nerds and idiots never look at the clock at eleven and say, "All have understood that I am pathologically incapable of normal full and sincere communication, so I'm going home." No, they will sit up to three, four, five until six in the morning until the house owner will not end of cigarettes. Although, maybe they're right. All the strange and interesting always happens at the end.

I have long ceased to dream. Rather, dreaming that I might be dreaming, just now I do not believe that my dreams will come true. It's like watching a football match, but not rooting for any of the teams, and don't know any of the players, and generally not interested in sports - just sitting, killing time, and you don't care.

One of the benefits of adulthood is that you every year more and more do not care about the opinion of others.

- What do you give the man who has everything?
- I would have given him in the jaw.

Nevertheless, self-pity must be the most pointless of the vices.
To begin with, at least, most vices are fun, but self-pity does you no good at all, and isn't, as far as I'm concerned, even enjoyable.
On the other hand if you don't feel sorry for yourself, who else will?
And yet self-pity is probably the most miserable and useless of all the vices. Let's start with the fact that almost all the vices take at least some pleasure, and self-pity will not bring any benefit, no joy, no pleasure - at least, I brings. On the other hand, yourself will not regret it... But who then regret?

We're getting deep here if you start thinking about it. What's interesting about religions is that they all view, this, this here ride, as a bit of a nuisance, a dreary obstacle course, a ghastly bit of gum stuck on our soul.
After all, religion is a funny thing. All religious teachings consider "the way our earth" as something depressing and painful, like a dreary strip of endless obstacles as a nuisance, spit out someone gum stuck to our pure soul.

I've never understood why heavy drinking or methodically doping yourself is so attractive. Getting wrecked with your pals once in a while, when you're younger: okay, indeed, hooray. But my indifference to booze and drugs stems from their failure to change anything: your woes wait for you. Finally, frankly, I'm too impoverished to spunk money on intoxicants. When it gets too much, my solution is to be unconscious. Go to sleep, it costs nothing, and when you wake up your luck might have changed.
Personally, I never understood those people who drink, that is, not drying out or systematically ruin yourself with drugs. That's what's the buzz? I can understand, when in early youth - in good company, not so often - to resultsa good cannabis... It is, Yes. It's even fun. But over the years I realized that alcohol and drugs will not change anything. Like it or not, but his share of disasters and troubles you will get. And honestly, I have no money for all sorts of intoxicating drugs. I have my own method: when it gets unbearable, I just go to bed. First, it's free. Secondly, when I do, I generally don't think about anything. And thirdly, when you Wake up, maybe something will change for the better.