Character: Alex

- The dissatisfaction of the masses is expressed only in indignation at the extreme remoteness of the household store in winter conditions,

- You pissed him off!

- Christopheric. Terminology. Practice is not enough.

- So, Artem, there is no God?
- There is no soul.
There is consciousness and matter.
- Then where did it all come from?
Consciousness, for example?
- Alex, this is an empty conversation.
There is Darwin's theory,
it's in school.
- You Want Me to Believe That Monkey
picked up a stick and she had...
abstract thinking?

The wisdom gained with age is just the ability to remain silent.

And this guy... he's my family from Tver. It recently after the army. I didn't really know him. Relatives asked... He's good...
- It is very bad! - I interrupted Grisha. - Maybe he will be good, but I'm not a teacher, and a friend - not our business.

Of course, you can hang yourself, but it will be unfair if they will survive and we will die. It is necessary to survive.

I often dream this dream. And when I see log walls and the dark entrance, I'm already in my dream I know that I can only dream of. And the overwhelming joy is clouded by anticipation of awakening.

I age up to my own growth picked up.
We headed South, kept the dust above the steppe;
Burian was Cadel; grasshopper pampered,
Horseshoes touched us, and prophesied
And death threatened me, like a monk.
Destiny to my saddle, I strapped;
I'm now in the coming days
As a boy, stood up in his stirrups.
Me my immortality quite,
For my own blood to flow ages through.
The right angle flat heat
I life would have paid self-willed,
When it takes to set
I like the thread on the light is not conducted.

Live in the house and not the house collapses.
I call any of the centuries,
Enter it and build a house in it.
That's why with me your children
And your wives at the same table -
One table serves both granddad and grandchild:
The future's being made now
And if I lift the arm,
All five rays will remain with you.
Every day I last as braces,
Collarbones their propped up,
Measured time measurement circuit
I passed through it like through the Urals range.

In the morning I waited for yesterday
They guessed that you wouldn't come
Do you remember what the weather was?
As for the holiday! And I went out without a coat.
Came in today, and gave us
Some particularly cloudy day,
The rain and especially the lateness of the hour
And drops run down the cold terrain.
No word to relieve or handkerchief to wipe...

Dating our every moment
We celebrated as an Epiphany,
Alone in the whole world. You were
Bolder and lighter than a bird,
The stairs, like the dizziness,
Over the stage ran and led
Through the wet lilac in their possession
From the other side of the mirror glass.

I met a girl who is not afraid to live. Which flipped me upside the head and then a nuclear bomb inside threw. Why should I live as if this did not happen?

Tactics and strategy. In any match is half the victory. Rest of stuff, but in battle there is no detail that is not important. In battle any important detail is half the battle, and such parts in it a lot.