Character: Olga Elias

Yes, the words you beat yourself up, thrown into the abyss, give half of my life, and there comes the doubt, sleepless night: how do you be tender to himself, careful, careful, see how far forward!

- Life, life opens to me again, he said as if in a dream, - that is, in your eyes, in smile, in this thread, Casta diva... it's all here...
She shook her head:
- No, not all... half.
Best.
"Perhaps," she said.
- Where is the other? What after that?
- Look.
Why?
- So as not to lose the first, - told she, gave him her hand, and they went home.

You did, so there were tears and looking after them is not in your power...

I your goal is, say you go to her so timidly, slowly, and you have a way to go; you shall be above me. I expect this from you! I've seen happy people as they like, she added with a sigh, - they are all in full swing, and the rest of them are not like yours; they keep their heads down; their eyes are open; they barely sleep, they work! And you... no, not like love that I was your target...

- And if will be day two and I don't hear from you "I love...", here starts the trouble...
He pointed to the heart.
- Love, love, love - here for three days in the reserve!

- Oh, Olga! Require proof! I repeat to you that if you and others could be happier, I would without murmur have lost their rights; if I had to die for you, I would have died! with tears told him.
- We do not need, no one needs! Why do I your life? You do your thing. It's a trick evil men to offer sacrifices, which do not need or cannot to bring, not to bring need.

- And you did notice I have something on my face? he asked.
Tears, although you've hidden them; it's a bad thing for men to be ashamed of your heart. This is also the feelings, just fake. Would be better if they was ashamed sometimes of his own mind: he is often mistaken.

I thought that the heart is not wrong.
- No, wrong and sometimes disastrous!

We're not getting married, we give or take.

Yes it is after one's happiness is another, then the third, the same?

My happiness overpowers the fear.

The heart, when it loves, is your mind... it knows what she wants, and knows in advance what will happen.

Believe me... I believe you, and do not hesitate, do not disturb empty doubt this happiness, and it will fly away. I again called his own, that will not give back, is taken away.