Author of quotes: Patrick Boven

You provided him with dorsal bedsores?
The phrase "dorsal bedsores" means just simply "a supine position". This is one of those scientific terms that were used in conversations between luminaries of medicine, and ordinary workers is slightly annoying. But the official requirement for all was: these terms came from Latin, and you should know the common scientific language. Informal meant you have to communicate with each other so that the patient will not understand.

Life is like riding a Bicycle: if you stop you will fall.

Before she plunged into the social network, Marion often asked myself how people can not hesitate to report such [personal] information to strangers. Then I realized. The number of her "friends" remained small - about thirty - and really she didn't know them, but they lived, suffered, somehow spoke to what is happening in her life... In the eyes of Marion that was enough to make them more real than her real friends.

She was already middle-aged, but has not yet become old. And she didn't know what to do with it. Just one day you look at yourself in the mirror and suddenly realize: you is not the same as in the pictures. Most of those that are stored in albums that you never open. And here you get these albums, wanting to see the truth of his recent discoveries. And this truth shakes you.

Fun to be surprised. Here is the most powerful emotion.

It's a novel - and, of course, I made it up!
Well, besides the fact that is actually true.

Hope is a weird feeling. Little by little it grows, you relax vigilance, you slowly returns to life... But the subsequent collapse, only more terrible.

In difficult moments, women are better than men are able to focus on the Essentials. Man, ready to rush to the clinic even with a cut finger, sometimes at the sight of his blood lost consciousness. The woman who brought there his child, covered in blood, was able to coherently explain what happened, and only after making sure that the child is assisted, quietly fainted.

The past is a very important thing. Any action, any emotion due to your past. The past is fascinating. From there it all begins. In a sense, this is where it ends.

The truth is that sometimes the offender could be sentenced, sometimes to justify. But the guilt continues to gnaw at you regardless, like a giant rat, every night. Wake up in the morning and all the bones gnawed...

People can talk to you about anything, but the important thing is what inside you.

So many people depend on you, what eventually occurs and an inverse relationship - you are "hooked".

If you tripped on one step, there are still many others on which you can climb.