Author of quotes: Alexander Nikolayevich Ostrovsky. Page 4

You pray to God that a century the work was to be fed.

And why is he sleeping like that? Because the capital! And you're here toil all night. Robbed money, and I told him their mind!

Still alive all pokudova? Family members and all Orthodox Christians? Sources of water have not issales?

Neither father nor mother,
There was nobody at home,
There was nobody at home,
Get in, honey, out the window.

Judas, too, Christ for the money sold as we are conscience for the money to sell... And what he was?

Now without capital is impossible.

The first duty to children to obey parents. It is not our routine, not by us and over.

One Creator only knows what is ahead.

Judge, good people, what it's like to live in someone else's far side.

Now the school is gone, that all you lopatnica to the nobility tries.

Courage-it is no surprise, but better a quiet sort of maniram business arrange. There after judge Lord at the second coming. The hassle-only bunch. The house and shop I'll lay.

Those who grumble, it means that God opposes.

Of course, better too tall than any mukhomorina. And most of all to not pug, without fail that was black; well, understandably so, and was dressed in a coffee.

I waste away: for colic, heart beating like a pendulum; all as if beckoning to you Ali floating on the sea, so dazzled the melancholy in his eyes.