Character: Rose

The night was warm, clear, dark sky the moon was shining brightly and the stars. I had mixed feelings, and now, when no one else was, I let the long pent up emotions to break out along with silently running down her cheeks with tears.

Time does not stand still, and we keep up with other changes. We are developing. Computers. Electricity. Technology as a whole. We understand that all of this improves our quality of life. Why we do not believe that it is time to begin to act differently? Why continue to cling to the past?

- How to know you're insane or not?
- Think you're crazy? he asked.
- I don't know, ' I replied. - I saw... something.
- Crazy rarely question, crazy or not, - he said thoughtfully. I sighed and raised his gaze.
From this I easier.

Not everyone in the world is divided into black and white.

As always - happy with life a huge fuss for little result.

Suffering. What is it? It is a waste of forces, it did not do it honor. Dishonest mountain. Crushed into a pancake pride, ridiculed fantasy. Like a rose I took a hammer and deliberately smashed his thumb on the foot.

She made Simon a crutch on which hung all his hopes, and now she'll never be able to turn him back into a man.

You know that never, hear, never the woman does not burn, does not tear or destroy the letters, which speak of love for her. Therein lies all our life, all hope, all expectations, all a dream. Notes, encompassing our name and caressing us with the words love is our sacred relics; and we honor the chapels, especially those which occupied the place of the saints. Our love letters are our right to the beauty, grace, charm, is our intimate women's pride, the treasure of our heart. No, no, never a woman does not destroy these secret and fascinating archives of his life.

Excuse me, but...
On the contrary, it is good.
- What is good?
Yes resturantes you a bit! Will razmyagchaetsya! You do not come to mind that frozen duck with oranges in a plastic bag - is that you?

Usually when I want to ruin someone's life, you still love that person.

- You need a Brazilian powder to remove the plaster.
- My makeup? For me it is like my clothes. I feel naked without it. Probably a professional deformation.

Sometimes the forces of the universe is stronger than our most cherished desires. And no matter how much we try, there comes a time when we must accept what the universe has in store for us.

- I want only one thing: to be happy, as happy as possible.
- And love is not the only condition for this.
Is pretty pathetic ideal.
- Pathetic or not - I can't judge - but in any case quite common.