Character: on behalf of the author. Page 448

There are people who, when meeting his happy in whatever it is the opponent, ready to turn away from all the good that is in him, and see him as one bad; there are people who, on the contrary, most want to find in that lucky rival the qualities by which he triumphed over them and looking at him with semjase pain in the heart one good.

Are not always beneficial tears. Encouraging and healing them when, long Nakipov in the breast, they flow at last, - at first with effort, then everything is easier, everything is sweeter; the silent anguish anguish allowed by them... But there are cold tears, flowing tears sparingly: they drop squeezes out of the heart heavy and motionless burden Aleksei him grief; they are dreary and not bring relief. Need crying such tears, and he was not unhappy, who did not shed them.

Generosity is always a little sullen.

These places are never marked on maps.

Only then you can end up enjoying the warmth, when some small part of your body is cold, because there is no such quality in our world, which would continue to exist without contrast nothing exists in itself.

Who said that we like things outside of the memories about them?

Perhaps we mortals can only be true philosophers, when consciously don't want it.

Never a city dandy does not match that of the village, with absolute dandy-dork, who the hay puts on gloves of buckskin, in order to protect from the sun hands.

Everyone knows that in the eyes of most equanimity is equivalent to all the secular decency.

They say that people who have seen the light, have a relaxed manner and not lost in any society. But this is not always the case: may be, travel in the vast of Siberia in sledges, drawn by dogs, or a long walk on an empty stomach and alone to the heart of black Africa are not the best way to acquire a secular gloss.

He was civilized enough to all sorts of incredible ways to flaunt their savagery.

In our world of the nose, the winds blow more frequently than from the stern.

If redemption exists, then there is a curse. And it's always a conscious choice.

Everyone gets about the same - that is, of course, whether in physical or in the metaphysical sense, and thus one of the universal cuff is transmitted from person to person, and everyone in the community feels rather than the elbow, and fist of the neighbor.