Character: Smilla Jaspersen. Page 3
When my mother had returned home, I first thought about the fact that any moment could be your last. It is impossible to come simply in order to move from one place to another. During each outing we have to go like it's the last thing you have left. Such a requirement can nominate yourself as an unattainable ideal. Then we need to be reminded of him every time something trash. I have this happen for two hundred and fifty times a day.
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MegaMozg 02-01-2017 / 11:01
I chased the thought from his head. It's back again. Some thoughts have glue.
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MegaMozg 02-01-2017 / 11:01
Everything in the world exists to be shared between people.
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MegaMozg 02-01-2017 / 11:01
There are days when in the morning, make their way to the surface, as if through a ton of dirt. These are six of the seven days. On the seventh morning I Wake up with a feeling of crystal clarity, as if I have something to get up.
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MegaMozg 02-01-2017 / 11:01
In cacti there is some stubbornness. They have to break through several cubic meters of stones. The sun doesn't want to grow up, the desert wind doesn't want them to grow, drought does not want to, the night frosts do not want. And still they break up. They satinjayde their spines, hiding behind its thick shell. And don't give up a millimeter. I feel for him sympathy.
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MegaMozg 02-01-2017 / 11:01
Unmet need alone is transformed into the desire to have a hiding place or a secret place, and in the absence of the latter, and it all ends with the attainment of personal secrets.
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MegaMozg 02-01-2017 / 11:01
In the depth of any blind infatuation, a growing hatred of the object of love, because he owns the only key to happiness.
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MegaMozg 02-01-2017 / 11:00
It has a lot of vitality, because she had a happy childhood and a very fast career. She had not yet experienced the misery that is necessary to develop a spirit capable of resistance.
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MegaMozg 02-01-2017 / 11:00
