Author of quotes: Julia Zelenina

It seemed that the worse can not be, but surely something happened that poisoned the life of even more. Max needed to good advice, guidance, guidance, in some special words that would help to get out of the trap of the merciless fate.

Hush, hush... do not be afraid! Gerda knows what will happen after... Grafeneck will go to the most wonderful place... There is always Sunny and never dark clouds... there is the soft fluffy clouds in which so nice to fall... and bright rainbows, lots of rainbows, they shimmer and Shine... everybody laughs and nobody cries... There love lives! It permeates everything and everyone... whoever gets there, gets so happy that rises above the clouds and hovers... like a beautiful free bird...

She wanted to stretch out on the roof of the house and bask in the autumn sun like a lazy cat big-bellied, bloated, fresh cream. Lovely life moments, slowed down and gave her incredible pleasure.

"Could go for a smoke!" said dreamily Brave, but then he remembered the ultimatum sensitive to smells bride: or cigarettes, or it.
Oh, these women! You can't "build" a man in love with the malicious job in the world - protect the peace of the inhabitants of his native country.

After reading a heap of literature on business, I appreciated the possibilities of such qualities as intransigence, arrogance, selfishness. I learned what the taste of real victory, not only over themselves but also over the opposite sex. I learned how to fight and Dodge the blows, not to panic in extreme situations and not to regret the incident. For control and convenience, I stuffed my life by the rules, the dogmas, this rigid frame I strung worldly joy, which can easily be purchased for money. My life values-priorities-goals seriously modernized. I learned to enjoy what can afford everything ever even dreamed of. I learned to have FUN. Catching the admiring glances of my colleagues, I assert themselves in a new role of the Snow Queen. I recreated a beautiful castle made of ice, inside of which proudly sat on the throne. And the soul... the soul is protected, impenetrable armor, now it can only disturb an atomic explosion.

Who first tripped? It is difficult to determine. But now they both will keep a proud silence that endlessly unhappy and lie to someone close that sunk into oblivion marriage is a mistake. They will live, as it is commonly ordinary-idly... They will never meet - to protect themselves from a date with the past.

And I remember how you broke the blender trying to get it to turn cooked vegetables into a puree. You once again ignored my recommendation: before you start racking up the technique you need to carefully read the instructions. After hearing a huge crash, I ran to the kitchen found you lying on the ground, you cried for a kitchen assistant, who failed to debut.

Two people with a piece of ice instead of a heart so ugly to each other that accidentally touched sleeves, jump in different directions, as if touched something nauseating-disgusting. The old Testament "sterpitsya - slyubitsya" in these cases does not work, questioning the wisdom of the ancestors.

Do it! Be happy! Leave someone who doesn't feel you, your soul, your vulnerability, your warmth... someone who thinks you're a predator. The ice will melt the sun and warm the soul love...

At what point man is in front of the registry office? I think in two cases: either at the call of the flesh, which in youth is mistakenly referred to as love, or under pressure from relatives. Her father was a very influential person and convincingly explained to me that the family is responsible.

Life and Existence are incompatible concepts. If the destruction of the first reversed, the second in its present form cannot be reproduced. Unless you start over, reset. Because there are so many fairy tales, the plot of which is difficult, but still most of them ends happily.

I'm at school was trying to articulate what it means to have strong feelings for someone. It's probably the amount of thought that exceeds the allowable standards... About my night visitor, I think every five minutes. And yet - the desire to Wake up next more times a week... I wouldn't mind to endure her in her apartment daily. I even thought about what could make her offspring - pretty brats.

You ask if I miss you? And I answer: YES! I Wake up and fall asleep, imagining how heavy your hand protects me from nightmares. Sometimes I really think that you're around... Quietly breathing down my neck... evenly and calmly... And I can feel your steady heartbeat... fall Asleep with a smile... "Crazy" - you say. And I answer: YES! All lovers crazy! Didn't you know that sincere feelings - it is a disease?

Funny, but I can't imagine with the ladle at the stove. And with a broom in his hands. Your antinatalism (that's a word I invented, looking at how clumsy you were making coffee), I was never irritated, I was very clear that this woman does not cook porridge.