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Life is a willingness to ordeal and the ability to overcome them.

The art of living is more like the art of wrestling than dancing. It requires readiness and resilience in dealing with the sudden and the unforeseen.

Doubt is a sign of weakness. Steadfastness and silence are the highest virtues! -

APHORISMS OF ANACHRONISM - 50
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• Come to your face, people! Repent! The beasts are laughing at us already!
• Those medals for courage and resilience - who survived the year 2020!
• Even the brightest talent, burdened with laziness, is not able to truly open up!
• The Symphony of Reason has smart notes!
• I have something to tell the world - I keep my thoughts in quotes!
• Japanese cherry - Russian cherry sister and Russian apple too!
• Sooner or later we will all be there - where there is no place for sin!
• Conscious knowledge of the philosophy of life - sublime acquires meaning.
• We are all held hostage by greed and desires!
• Quarrel sin at Christmas - to part even more!
• The taste of a kiss - does not depend on the vagaries of the weather!
• Often a memory - pain on the heart responds!
• Learn to respect others - respect is provided to you!
• Do what you can - you will get what you want!
• Trust has no subjunctive mood.
• Fate was so carried away by others that it forgot about its own fate.
• Who does not like music - few people love at all!
• The best way to exacerbate a problematic situation is to start making zealous excuses.
• Keeping up with the times does not mean dissolving in it!
• Love is unpredictable and arrogant at times - without this she can not live!
• Happiness is not in abundance - prosperity is in happiness!
• Humiliated girlfriend - more terrible than the enemy!
• Each ass has its own chair,
Each chair has its own ass!

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And in a hopeless situation,
despising fate, only can become
apparent cruelty,
the possibility is still always there
and the power of courage to manifest,
and exceptional durability!
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Anyone who has not lost anything
and in gloomy everyday life the joy of life,
the joy of life on Earth,
and for all its other inhabitants
akin to a lamp,
burning in the mist!
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Would be blasphemous
take away the last clothes from others
in the dank haze and in the cold...
And yet
perhaps the most godless of things -
it is a "profitable business" on spiritual hunger.

Sometimes you become a hero by chance. Everyone praises your resilience, masculinity, but they do not even realize that because of the horror that engulfed you, you could not escape ...

Resilient people are flexible people. One could say about them that they know how to take a blow, but in fact they know how to dodge blows.

Only by receiving, having what really and rightfully belongs to and corresponds to you, what is needed, necessary and desired, do you gain real confidence and resilience, according to your strength.

To me too - a fairy tale about rods. So what if you can't break ten twigs like one? You can saw through them. I built myself a sawmill and at least got drunk - at least hundreds of twigs at a time. This is a temporary measure. If we are talking about hardness, and here such hardness is needed, then be the one that cannot be broken or cut through. Be a diamond. What does one twig or ten have to do with it?

The whole difference between me and the wolf is, - said Janek, - that I do not howl. He sighed. - I want to.

All these are sentiments, Worm concluded with indignation. - That's not how we need to fight. You need to fight in cold blood, well calculating the blow. It is necessary to choose the right moment, and not to indulge in despair and die a heroic death. Personally, I am infuriated at the thought of these poor girls, I can't sleep, I burst with anger. But to die like this is just to calm yourself down. Moreover, to give yourself pleasure. But we need to survive and win. We need to win the war, hang all the scoundns and build a society where this will never happen again.

- How are you holding up?
- Some people cry, and I just work.

My life experience had so many
Shifts of joy and sorrow that nothing
It is impossible for me to bend.

My comrades in arms, their sadness
Don't make cruel fate.
With a smile, blow her meeting
You strike her.