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If the rivers had hands, they would be like people and would climb up.

We can get completely confused. And fall into the hands of the worst people.

You should never lose heart, much less lay hands on yourself.

I remember.

When a person starts to dull, his hands reach for the sharpener.

- I'm sorry... forgive me... I'm so sorry. Forgive me for everything I did,” he said in a hoarse and broken voice. - I love you. You left, and I still didn’t tell you the main thing.

“I told you so,” his voice was low and insinuating.

I am calling not just for openness, but for a new paradigm of sincerity. A paradigm in which we finally take matters into our own hands and make our own moral assessments. In which we expose the hypocrisy...

- Well, congratulate me! I'm already in Voronezh!

By causing harm to your neighbor, you take responsibility for yourself. By exposing another to danger, you risk yourself, since the combination of various circumstances can lead to an unexpected crash and your fate. A truly evil person does not stop even before this. He is pleased by the torment of the sufferer. These torments tickle him pleasantly. The villain's fun is terrible. He feels great at the sight of torture. The Duke of Alba warmed his hands at the fires on which people were burned. Fire is suffering, its reflection is joy. One involuntarily shudders at the thought of what conclusions can be drawn from such contrasts. The dark sides of the soul are incomprehensible. The expression “sophisticated execution” found in Bodin has, perhaps, a triple terrible meaning: refined torture, the suffering of the tortured, the pleasure of the torturer.

For a fool, whatever you don’t pick up is an educational tool.

The entire imaginable world rests on my shoulders. My shoulders are held by my wife’s hands.

And there are no more rules, and all your laws and foundations, written in the sand, are now under the rule of the raging waves of tenderness...

You say: “It hurts me,” and they answer you: “No, you don’t...”. It doesn't hurt you. Are you scared. You're not feeling bad. You're not tired. This is a whim, be a soldier, pull yourself together, pull yourself together. And you're going to. Once you're going, twice you're going, three, four, five you're going, eighteen times you're going, forty-three. And you really feel how you become more hardened and stronger, how your skin becomes rougher, how your armor grows. And where there used to be something alive and warm, a cold void forms.