Author of quotes: Mikhail Shishkin. Page 1

Before I go to sleep, Mary clung to his Wife, feeling his lips under the salty sea water skin, and thought about how happy they were given in life to find each other in this caught, fuckin a world ruled by the cum and anger.

- Strange how things in this world.
- What do you mean?
- That fifty or a hundred years ago what beautiful, intelligent, noble people lived on this earth, how deeply they feel, how high could suffer! What a beautiful life was! And we? And what a nightmare will happen in another fifty or hundred years?

The young man was afraid to cry. All young men are fools

Listen, my love, you all will ever understand. There are things that exist only to be understood later.

Loneliness is when you have all kind of there, not to be alone, but really nothing.

After all, a sign of something. Everything has meaning and says something.

Children - no substitute for love.

And peace is not a dream, and I'm not an illusion. I exist, and want to make him happy.

At some point comes the understanding that if what you experienced can be conveyed by words, it means that you haven't experienced.

Love needs no proof, but manifestations.

Everything rhymed with everything. These rhymes associate the world hit him like nails, driven in hats, so it was not scattered.

Lunar night after all purposely created in order to torment.

But really all the signs, nothing. No talking instant constellation. It's like calling the constellations of passers-by or the birds flying. Give names to the stars is how to enter in the register the crest of the waves of the sea.
And explained that it's all in the time discrepancy. Those passers-by star one time, and we have more.

You can truly feel happy, just getting some confirmation, and if you do not look, do not touch, if not the presence, then at least the absence.