Character: Troilus

How low a thief, which he is afraid
Stolen own! We are timid,
Stolen we are not worthy themselves
And after committing the offence, we tremble,
That expensive that we will pay.

In that moment I realized what true beauty is. When the inner and outer merge in perfection, but merge so that a perfect being does not notice its perfection. It is above it. I went to the birch and touched her cheek. Then cheek and ear. The barrel was cool, but somewhere in the depths was felt a tight, warm beating. This is from the roots was the juice, but I perceived it as the heart beats... And me suddenly something happened that never had before. I wept with joy, from overwhelming me senses...
... I was suddenly overwhelmed, flooded. I felt myself in the heart of the seeking, attentive, infinitely good Universe. Like I was standing in the pitch dark, and the top fell a ray of sunshine. And then the first time I completely felt the presence of someone standing above Eden, over the Transparent Areas. It was great, beautiful, infinitely good. Not the sugary kind. Not Intrusive. Not schmaltzy. It was not a lisping, irritating, snotty goodness, which is really not good at all, but a parody of the darkness that tries to muck everything what can not be destroyed. He absorbs everything and at the same time was all. He saw each and every understood. There was nobody whom he hated. Yes, and the hatred seemed a funny feeling next to his overflowing light... a Few seconds later the light gently withdrew, but part of him left in me and lit the wick of a candle that still burns.

While regret itself, you no more will not regret.

Tempted wargem we ourselves
Often, relying on the strength
Its so choppy sometimes.

Do not assume that everything is definitely bad. Every mystery that life puts to us, necessarily has a solution, and what we do. Be it otherwise, we would not have asked.

In most cases, dreams are more dangerous than snakes. Man wants something, and he does not understand how to be scary if he finally get what he craved. For example, one wants wealth so much that it became his main passion, and... is in a huge container filled with trifle one penny. Here he is crawling on her, choking and realizes that forever, hundreds and thousands of billion years, it will be around only this little thing. And who wanted only hugs and passion gets them for billions of years. Would have been glad to open them, but cannot.

What did you end up struggling with the darkness, does not mean that the darkness no longer deal with you.
The fact that you have ceased to believe in the light, does not mean that the light ceased to believe in you.

In itself, always fun to play.

Under certain circumstances, he could squeeze a "sorry" through clenched teeth. Wish the same forgiveness means to turn back to the past and never, not even a moment not to wish to turn into. The words as such are not required. You only need the motion of the heart.

- It's ridiculously hard not to believe yourself, because we all seem to be insanely smart.

Seems easy, but simple is often pierced.

The person has to fall every night in bed, half-dead from exhaustion. If you do not find forces use, they rot, and we begin with wild speed to destroy themselves.

Even the smallest step is worth the sacrifice, if it's a step forward.

People are very well able to deceive themselves. In this sense they are ahead of even the guardians of darkness who still prefer to deceive others.