Author of quotes: Novella Matveeva

"I'm made of stone made of silk the word,"
Once said the great Rudaki.
Yes. But he did not know that interpreter again
Will make the bricks of the silk strings.

The light extinguished, the tale is vague,
The forest in the window. Or the window in the woods...
Night trees sky smeared
Like a child, tears on her face.
Whispering leaves something abstract,
At stumps glowing fireflies.
A little flicker behind the black trunks
Torchlight procession of the river.
Rose ate with the tongues of soot
From her cold fire.
The splash of the jets, in their shuffling and tramping
The pace of the night, the noise of forgetfulness of the day.
Black BLOB maple flowed in the air,
All paths mist covered
In the mist left from birch
Only that it was white.

Come to me, I'm in your eyes tear drops.
The world is full of evil, but do not take everything seriously.
You do not believe the ground, callous and dry - believe the wave of the seas.
Let it slip, teases, and threatens - more truth in it.
Run of the year a quick succession, as in the stream water.
See the open and spaciousness of the sea - look in there.
There, in the distance the sea, you will see a gleam of scarlet sails.
From the banks steep in exactly five hours, you will envy them.
It will be a brig from distant countries, from other latitudes.
At five o'clock from the sides of the boat depart,
And Prince charming, a fairytale hero, betrothed your,
Cheerful and smart, slender and high, set foot on the sand.
Look, then only he will come to save you.
If you don't immediately find it, you'll have to forgive him!
Set foot on the sand - the joy on the face of the strong, as pain, -
Say, "Good day!" Asks he: "where gonna live here?"
Do not be sad, do not cry. Clear eyes don't hide, the tears they wipe.
Take my word for it, often in the morning on the sea look.
Trust wave of the seas. Believe the fate of their own. The hour is yours.
You will see a gleam of scarlet sails is for you.

We only women - and, so to say, "alas!"
Why "alas"? It's time to hurt the cause.
"Wine and women" - so you say,
But we don't say "Candy men."
We distinguish you from pear, from halva
We somehow feel that people aren't ham,
Although, to listen to you, only by the fact and distinguishable,
That had not wearable on the shoulders of the head.
"Wine and women"? - Follow from here.
Woman, grab my recipe book
Say: "Love you like berry jelly,
Like fish head! As hare ankle!
Heart you my affection?
Oh Yes! You're not food! You're the man! What about me?"

About broadcasting bombastic rhetorician,
Idol frights?
The Chinese de pornoriviste,
Than a hare, say, -
- "completely incompetent, not fast,
Sloths, but with the alcohol..."
Pig!
And who told you RUSSIA was BUILT?
The Chinese, or what?!

It happened... Today W -
The Dodgers be surprised, Femida;
For them, the betrayal - just
"One view" of the individual!
Bravissimo! Look how deftly;
Betrayal is just "opinion" - !
Treason - "selecting a perspective" - !
Sabotage - "talent and skill"!..
And yet, radiolite
On the side of the enemy - openly;
Less games dual-sport.
Tell me: what sadness
Their "opposition" called?
Not the opposition, and CONTRA!

Shine in front of illiterate knowledge to detect -
That's a sin! To swear is a sin. But the sin of the oath and listen.
A sin to swear an oath! (Especially
When pre-decided to break it!)

Cook married compote,
Took caterpillar to wife, gardener,
The coming day fell in love with last year,
And blame the matchmaker and a pimp.
Pimps have their laws set:
The spillikin prisoner is Biruk-worker,
Priegnitz always tempted by the ILO
But never the bastard son of a gun.
All driving pimps: the goat with the cabbage, SOR
With the lack of a broom, a shirt with a moth
Fire - water, a saw or an axe
With trees, shish with oil, wound with salt.
But the time of retribution; he will come
And pimp... the pimp will bring.

I love the house where things - not the property
Where things are easier boats on the dock.
And do not like things without the benefits
The magic of communication with things.
No, not you, the hearth, your power:
Though the whole wood, just mouth the words,
Nabasa - I am not burnt yet,
Not if the fire between us very oft.
I say: come on dreams, draw reality;
Write as is: boot, horseshoe, pear...
But there are in fact, the visibility
I'm looking for under the visibility of the soul.
And I repeat everywhere and anywhere:
Don't salt salt. The nail is also not a nail.

I dreamed of seas and coral
I wanted to eat turtle soup.
I stepped onto the boat, and the boat
Appeared from the newspaper yesterday.
One is winter, another
And blizzards howl outside the window.
Only in the cells talking parrots,
In the forest they forget language.
And in the spring I'm in misery don't believe
And drops not afraid drizzling.
And in the spring molt are different beasts,
Do not shed only a sunbeam.
The threshold was in the mountains of huge,
I to the foot of the cheek falls.
Not increased still the same Daisy,
I will tell my fortune.

- No! eve said. - I'm stubborn:
I'm not going to marry Adam!
- But why? -
Tell me, please!
- Yes, he's a cripple! - he
Lacking ribs.

Blue sea, white foam
Stormy waves of endless change...
You know - behind that feature
For languishing,
For the ox-eyed Dahlem far -
Know about that feature
Always wonderful
Unknown to me
Of the country lie.

And midnight strikes... Oh, New year!
Give people the stay calm!
And who are living on the streets -
Give boots and rooming house!
Wax orange - email,
Onions flower - pot
(And evil villains - on the mugs!).
So let it be good
All the little what
Still have to be good!

I do not believe that the hut Pinigina palaces.
And where is Rocinante us seems to become lame,
Not nacalai horse donkey bells:
Life stars he has yet to dot harness!
Don't wait for them to get Emelyushka trapped.
Don't think Ivan is really a fool!
The humpbacked ugly (yet invisible!)
I do not believe that everyone Ilya for sleep and oblivion.
What Muromets, the prophet is not a brother. And that Ilya
Oblomov - not accomplished his feat of circumnavigation.