Author of quotes: Vyacheslav Rybakov

- ... why do you always quote?
The jester smiled sadly.
- For conspiracy - he said, on reflection. - So more opportunities to speak from the heart. Authority. Say, with me bribes smooth - I'm not your Mat cut, and Shakespeare, Rostand, Strugatsky, Bo Czuje...

You know, I have long thought that if a person with a conscience, he must do only what he wants. If a person does as he wants, but as others want, the world becomes poorer by one person.

... from behind the closed door. But, speaking seriously, was that the door? And was that wall? Shirmochki weightless. And if it comes to that, unless it was room? A lovely phrase somewhere near LEM: places the missile was just enough to give me a big smile. Here we are in this rocket and fly all my life, and doing exactly what it have enough space. Who and where we started?
However, this is just what I know. The question is why?

If we all our dearest mankind will not be able to convince a good man that lies are not necessary for life, humanity the penny price.

Breaking of people, it is impossible to succeed in anything, except in the breaking of people.

What defenseless human body. Even caressing, you can inadvertently hurt; to say nothing of deliberate harm. As this divine droplet in need of care, in care; how many beautiful feelings and actions hanging in the balance, in full thrall to its thin skin, the miserable dirty plaques on the vessel walls, have some kind of of synovial fluid, the secret of the hormone drops is to cherish, cherish each other, to help and to forgive, to cherish, as patients, because we are all sick of this flesh, fragile, like a snail shell and greedy of life, as a greedy sun of a green leaf. Or simply survive!

Home is the place where you can not make up. Not to control words. To be tired, when tired, to be silent, when I want to shut up and not be afraid that will hurt. Don't pretend for a moment - a gesture or look...

Enough of dreams. They cost too much for those dreams - not to mention all the others. First and foremost - those who are close with those who dream. More beautiful than dreams - more blood.

Only from the sky, thankfully not sticking valves and not pouring concrete debris. It is only we know how. The crowns of creation.

When there's no skills, no opportunities to improve their lives on their own, sooner or later begin to dream of universal happiness. After all, with all-embracing happiness of my own, in high, is formed automatically!

Like pressing my face against the knees of these permanent and scream. Maraya my pain words; because words have now only for politics, gossip or jokes. A sober, anyway. We are indomitable, courageous, proud. Not permanent, but proud. The less regular, the more proud... Just scream out loud.

According to the principle: he praises three years as the go spat... That's why I can't take religion too fathers themselves praised. While talking about the eternal, and feel the breath of eternity; but how switch to human Affairs - human so all of them are pret... We are the most wonderful, we even sin, because our repentance will be heard by the Lord first, and no to the Church and its selfless humility of the item you trash, dust camp... that is, sorry, earth... God is not to contact...

- Do not you think, dear Dmitry -- To so accurately distinguish the one to break the painful rash of fireballs and horrible aliens from someone they need to break a threat to the health of the child, it's your Universe... these damn dead not know anything about atoms and quanta... too well understand what love is?

Long accustomed to write the word "God" with a capital letter. God has now remembered in vain by all and Sundry, and in translations more often than in the original.