Author of quotes: Maria Sveshnikova. Page 1

What lies behind the perfect relationship? Of course, the perfect lie.

Hey, I'm twenty years old! Make allowances for the age!
- Discount only on the discounted product, and you yourself, I hope, it should not assume!

All the complexity of human relationships is when you know exactly who you need, and this "it" thinks in the opposite direction of being.

Girl-linguist - philologist. Male-scholar - not a man.

And why the extra tears? The extra tears however do not exist, because tears are the most sincere that you have. They are not words - they cannot be edited or hidden and impossible to remain silent

We are together is emptiness, white noise, dark air and long beeps, loud and clear silence. We - all uncertainty of this world, no lies, no hidden truths, the silence, destroying the word "we".

I need all of it or it. It is not necessary anything. Life laughed at people in love! A bitter retribution.

Fate does not choose for us, it offers options.

- Too violent city. Don't want to live here!
City don't be cruel. Only people.

Life changes, we really aren't what they were yesterday.

In a free country everyone has the right to be wrong.

When you have money, sex and Tinkoff, to save his soul can only suffer. When you have the money and doggy appeal, leaving only the perversion.

Excerpt from and unexcited criminal case:
"You know, sick and tired. Eldorado, whores, the same thoughts. I want to fuck. I don't need the money rodeodrive. I needed my wife. Kira, my wife. I got to her place around nine. On the road, on Volkhonka stopped me. Your own staff. I fell from the passenger seat, almost in the teeth holding two hundred dollars, and they escorted me as if I were the official. Official, you know? The statuses you need. But I the wife wanted to fuck and to love. And it's all creative, inspiration, uruguayas and maziva yourself stronger. She opened the door in a Bathrobe. This is the reason. I started to kiss her. She snorted, because he didn't like alcohol. Underneath was not underwear. She's been waiting for this! Prepared, the pubes shaved! What is not a reason? I bent over her, supporting hand to the window sill. And my cock entered her. She hands threw pots of flowers and a few candle holders. I wrung my hands behind my back..." - a terrible word ex-husband. In the new Russia men raped the wives.

Freedom is not Russia, it is not the body and not the soul. Freedom is love, we have replaced it with sex, ambiguity, habit and convenience.