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- Of course, I was looking for you. I've been looking for you everywhere. Did you really think that I left you?
“I told you so,” his voice was low and insinuating.
“I don’t want to hurt you anymore...” his quiet voice was carried away by the blizzard.
Sakura purple color...
- I saw Mowgli among the monkeys. He asked me to tell you about this. I was watching. They took him across the river, to the city of the monkeys, to the Cold Lairs. Maybe they will stay there overnight, ten nights, or only part of the night. I asked the bats to watch them in the dark. I fulfilled the assignment given to me. Happy hunting to all of you down there!
Quote Explanation: Illustrator M. Miturich-Khlebnikov.
“As many as there are nuts on this palm tree,” answered Mowgli, who, of course, could not count. - What of this? I want to sleep, Bagheera, and Shere Khan has the same long tail and the same loud voice as Mao, the peacock.
- Is there truth on earth? Are they, these... - she hesitated, as if trying to find in the human lexicon the exact word that would sufficiently describe the Nazis who tormented her. I tried and couldn't find it. - Will they really not answer for me, for all of us?
Okay... honey, I'll eat you from the inside
What is born of the flesh is flesh, and what is born of the Spirit is spirit. The Spirit breathes where it wants to, and you hear its voice, but you do not know where it comes from and where it goes: this is the case with everyone who is born of the Spirit.
Quote Explanation: Gospel of John (3:6,8)
- Excuse me, everyone is rabid and carry the devil knows what.
She already got me with her voice messages. But, damn it, it's still nice to listen to her sweet and gentle voice, although it's not always clear what she's babbling there.
“We fill in the physical outline of the being we see with all the ideas we have already built about it, and in the final image of it that we create in our mind, these ideas, of course, occupy the main place. Finally, they fit so closely to the contours of his cheeks, follow the curve of his nose so perfectly, blend so harmoniously with the sound of his voice, that it all seems to be nothing more than a transparent shell, so that every time we see a face or hear a voice , we recognize in it nothing more than our own ideas about it.
All that has taken away the darkness!
"Amen," said the Sledgehammer. We will fight for lies.
- They're magical.
