Author of quotes: Strong Elle

Happiness, it is in everything: Sunny Bunny, the wind in the grass, the smell of cinnamon and Apple, in cocoa under a blanket on a cold night; it is hidden at the puppy smell, in my mother's calls, in salt water, in the bright and clear sky (it is boundless), in the summer dawns, school satchels and scribbled notebooks, the children's laughter, in your most cherished memories... it is everywhere, you only need to look at!

And before it happens, she will see you in the faces of passers-by, and you... you can see her face in myself.

She knew that fate brought them together not just because she's just a little lost with time and meeting place...

Out of her mouth was the smoke of the cigarette of joy mixed with the fumes. This is desperation, baby. Empty, silent and ill.

wearing masks in the castle masquerade
clothes lying, rustling, floating around the room.
forgive me and let go of ago.
to be Frank I'm tired.

It will find a thousand reasons to cry, but never in this list will not include you.

He was a happy man, he didn't know of the past.

The sun was at its Zenith, the shadows hid. They simply didn't like the hot weather. Some took refuge in the roots of trees, some were able to find a place under the sheets, and his shadow quickly crawled under the dusty soles of shoes.

The truth become so wrong that soon it will all start to believe.

It wasn't love, it was lust, driven to aggression. The feeling is much deeper and stronger. The sense and advantage of love as feelings consists in the fact that she makes us do all our being to acknowledge for another the unconditional main value, which, because of selfishness, we feel only in themselves. Love is important not as one of our senses, but as a transfer of our entire vital interest from ourselves to another, as a permutation of the very center of our personal lives. The initial power of love here loses all its meaning when its subject from the height of the absolute center immortalized individuality is reduced to the extent casual and easily interchangeable tools for new works, perhaps a little better, maybe slightly worse, but in any case relative and transient generation of people. So, if you only look at what commonly happens, on the actual outcome of love that must recognize it for the dream temporarily takes possession of our being and disappearing, not going in any case (because procreation is not the proper business of love.) But recognizing the power of the obvious that the ideal meaning of love is not carried out in reality, whether we admit it impractical?

Obzhirov your success, you'll never experience a feeling of satiety.

As a sniffing dog after a rabbit,
On the way home for the truth,
So from the start to begin anew,
To bury yourself in the arms of my mom.

All ever return
In the places where they were created
When all that came true I remember
When there is no more reason for the stars.

I took the weapon out of the wall,
And walked down the street night.
Shook his hands and knees,
But the fear of shame followed me.