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The country went crazy with just as crazy people, and countries all over the world to recline on couches or sitting in darkened rooms, swallowing dichlorotin and temazepan, and then lying in unbearably hot baths or writhing in a straitjacket - or hitting my head against padded walls. Some were crazy all my life, others went mad, then recovered, but then again it went crazy.

Strange how it turns out: we build then we the country, and requires the state.

A country that exists only by the grace of neighbors, can serve as an example for any other country in the world.

The country is impoverished and suffers because the center is rotten through.

People live in deep darkness, for the most part absolutely without worrying about where their country is heading and staying in the firm conviction that it will never happen. It is this attitude to life was raised for the majority of the population, and this position directly plays into the hands of the secret government.

- You know, each country has its own color, smell and its contagious disease. In Canada flattery. France - conceit. In the US - narrow-mindedness.
And in Rwanda?
- Irresponsibility and impunity of the authorities. Here there is absolute chaos. For those who have money or power, all that is forbidden in other countries, it becomes possible and affordable. We just have to dare. Pathetic liar in my country here can easily turn into a fraud, our fraud you have become a shameless robber. Chaos, and most importantly, the surrounding poverty, allow people opportunities that they didn't have before.

The few travelers who returned from the country alive, left to his followers a number of valuable suggestions, such as: a) if possible, avoid hanging down of the vines, one end of which has a beady eyes and forked tongue; b) not take in hands a striped black and orange vines that jerk, are you on the road because on the other end to them very often hitched a tiger; and b) better in this country do not climb.

Century can replace one another, but the power of money, as before, always creates a force in the country.

Women - a textbook of geography. From 16 to 22 she is like Africa: virgin places, places open. From 22 to 35 like Asia, hot and mysterious. From 35 to 45 USA: crisp and technical. From 45 to 55 such Europe remains solid, but sometimes curious. And after 60 - Australia: all know about it, but nobody wants to go there.

The fate of the country depends on its army.

About Ireland, Oceana,
Me not seen the country!
Why is it foggy swell
The clarity here is woven?
I didn't think about her, don't you think
I don't know her, didn't know...
Why so cut longing my
Blade its sharp rocks?
As I remember dawns nadbannya?
Black Elasti gulls moan?
Or the memory of the world captive
I walk through the fabric of time?

The country is not the territory and not the government. It's the people.

Our country is poor. Too much history per unit area.

Man does not live in the country, it lives inside language. Homeland is language and nothing more.