Author of quotes: Vasil Vladimirovich Bykov

The worst thing in life is uncertainty: it takes the will to act.

Aninka never shut his mouth and said something, not very binding per minute evening of goodness, and he thought how strange all settled in life. Because until this morning he had no idea about her existence on this earth. And now, after spending the day with her, he no longer knew how to proceed, - the future life without her was just lost for him with all joy.

Strange, but the terrible separation from the girl he has experienced much longer and harder than the eternal, in all probability, separation from the father. However, then in battle, in the bloody turmoil of everyday life frontline often forgot about her, so unexpectedly somewhere on the bed, in a quiet moment before the aching suspense of the upcoming battle suddenly to remember before piercing pain in my heart. He didn't tell anyone about this, my first, and probably last, this fleeting love, knew, felt the other was not easy. Who in the war was not nervous, Mor, does not suffer from separation from the beloved,
mother, wife, or children... Separation, tormented, burned, sharpened by the pain of the heart, and no one could do to alleviate the pain.

Ivanovo knew very well what it means now, for nothing, ispohabit good about ourselves. Had already happened in his life that, abusing his trust, he was never able to regain the good graces of a man who was dear to him. And no remorse is exactly meant nothing.

But like the Ivanovo suffered from the consciousness of such bleak prospects, he could not bear the thought to leave the wounded. The duty of the commander and the man imperiously dictated to him that the fate of this unfortunate, while he is alive, cannot be isolated from their common destiny. They have to do everything for him that would have made for yourself.

In General, war is merciless to all but the front killed the coward, the one who most of all appreciate her life. However, it is dying and brave. War is surprisingly blind to the people and not on the merits disposes of their lives.

But who does not know that in the game called life, often the winner is the one who is more cunning.

The truth is that, despite the ordeal, we won...