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Except this was not the dream of every girl? That someday she'll Wake up and be a Princess? Be blessed or magical powers and a great destiny? Maybe such people existed. Maybe this girl is one of them. But how about everyone else? How about rootless and mediocre, girls invisible? We learn to hold her head like her crown. We learn to look for the magic in everyday life. Here's how to survive ordinary people, no favorites, no Royal blood in his veins. Even if the world doesn't owe you anything, you still something from him require.

... For history has always been supervised by the elected...

Someone was first and someone the second, I wanted to be outside,
Where the ends of pink smoke, and where I'll stay with you...

Lawyers participating in the process, is a special breed. They manage to walk on a thin wire, on the border between great success and catastrophic failure, and the most outstanding of them are not afraid to take a chance.
Trial lawyers were a strange breed. They walked a fine line between big verdicts and catastrophic failures, and the great ones were not afraid of the risks.

Everyone wants to be different, to stand out in the crowd, in the achievements, at least in fantasy. Every man secretly wants to open in a little more than it really is. It is easy for anyone to embellish your life and find excuses for everything their business. The realities of life, in which only a small part - actions, and everything else is demagoguery, beautiful tales of spiritual poverty, stolen pictures, which failure voids. We all know how to be real heroes in words, while remaining in life, just people. And sometimes it seems that to be different, to be exceptional to be chosen is happiness. But only the man who had the strange fancy destiny is to be born sighted and in a world of the blind - smashed all the mirrors, took a shard, and he cut out my eyes. To become like everyone else.

Jazz is music for connoisseurs, I would say, for the elite.

I'm just trying to understand why your people decided to send... how to say this... you.
My people didn't send me. Decided the ocean.
- The ocean? What are you seven, Navigator no... a smart choice!
He chose me not just.
- If the ocean is so smart, why doesn't he return the heart of the outdoor pool? Or don't give me the hook? The ocean is the most hilarious sense of humor!

- When someone believes themselves to be chosen, this is not important - people or person, it is very easy to manage.
- Predictable to a fault, - I chuckled. - As villains.
"No," immediately replied the General. - Not predictable, and narcissistic. And when someone starts narcissism, then it ceases to objectively assess the reality. So, they can be made to go in the direction, where necessary.

Sometimes it seems that to be different, to be exceptional to be chosen is happiness. But only the man who had the strange fancy destiny is to be born sighted and in a world of the blind - smashed all the mirrors, took a shard, and he cut out my eyes. To become like everyone else.

Chosen every, only need to Express their individuality.

The chosen one still, but it achieves the goal.

- But if the hammer is in the Elevator?
- He will rise.
But the Elevator is not worthy.

It is the right of babies and gods, and all the defenseless and the elect: they take our joy and shatter it, and then we are comforted by the pieces.

Sometimes you refuse his election, but not get anything in return. Then you turn to the people.