Author of quotes: Victoria Tokareva. Page 2

Arbatov whole life trying to prove that men and women are equal. Yes stupidity. They are not equal - the law of nature. And then, how much aggression. Any aggression is complex.

It turns out that telling the truth only if we live according to the truth. Otherwise, or lie, or hang up.

I discovered today that people of good much more than evil, and it would be convenient if everyone suddenly decided to tell each other the truth, even in trifles. Because if you lie in small things, inertia will lie in the main.

- Are you jealous of anyone?
- Only Sophia Loren. Her bedroom looks out onto the rose garden. And it every morning in her nightgown, barefoot out into the garden, sun-drenched, and cut roses on long stalks and put them in a vase.

Thanks - good soil. It is possible to grow albeit not magical bushes of love, but it is a good tree with edible fruit.

- Excuse us...
Andrew is silent.
- Are you angry? - check Aziz.
- I don't care.
- How is it?
Andrey is not responding.
- Want to eat?
I do not know. No, I guess.
- What do you mean?
I don't care.
- It is strange. Hunger is a reality. The brain sends signals to the stomach.
I do not want and do not want to live. I don't want anything.
- It's called depression, says Aziz. - To cope with it, it is necessary to determine the cause.

Telephone trill sounds long and hard. Lily hurriedly unlocks the door and rushes into the apartment to make the call. Not yet. Took the receiver and listened. Put her in her place.
Is Borisov, - is upset she is.
- And why is he calling? asked Aziz.
- What? To hear my voice. I'd heard his voice.
Is that all?
And that's it.

- How you take care of it! - marveled at Aziz.
- Otherwise, it is impossible. Would lead.
What do you mean take? And love?
- What do you think, love? - asked Lily. - Is work. This garden, which must be constantly Spud. To pull the weeds. Otherwise nothing will grow. Everything stops.

Any life you can be satisfied and dissatisfied. But while you're unhappy with it, she is...

I can hear and understand. But between the souls of men - bridge. And when someone leaves, don't burn your bridges because they can come back. You have to wait for him. And then he'll be back.
Back... with no repeated Aziz. - And why do I like this... I don't need this.
- It depends on who you like more. Him-or herself. If you love him, then forgive. But if itself - so you have a little soul.

- But why didn't he say anything?
- He had a small vocabulary.

Suffering ennoble people.

- I've loved you since the fifth grade in the fifth course. Ten years. And he was two hours.
- Do not talk about it. So much water has flowed. For us, a new generation has grown.
But is the answer to your question: why have I become boring? I was suffering! Suffer! The past has a very great power over people.

I have noticed that gifted people myself do not understand. And mediocrity usually a very good opinion.