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Titles don't mean anything. What's important is what's inside.

Vain and shallow without the need to boast of their ancestors, and yet to know about his origins is desirable.

Why is it important for us to know its origin? These names and pedigrees - it's just names... with them But our blood relationship is a powerful thing. Is it that we have roots in the past, gives us a sense of security in the present? What if our ancestry is similar to the veins, aimlessly trailing through the ages?

I was born and raised a lady, and will remain so, even if I have to scrape the floor and wash dishes.

Royal dignity is not given by the crown, and the birth...

But still king is king, even if he is the son of a slave. Prince Yaroslav was well aware of this: his own mother and grandmother were a prisoner, and quite a few princes and kings were born not of the noblest of mothers. It's someone as lucky. The origin means a lot, but not my mother and grandmother, and the man accomplishes his destiny.

Any theory about the origin of life is based on a particular worldview. Some restricted to science, the other entirely spiritual, a fabulous third, fourth, contain a little of everything. But which one is correct, no one knows for sure. A few years ago, Harvard University decided to uncover the mystery of the origin of life on Earth. And has allocated a million dollars, hiring well-known physicists, chemists and biologists.

Intelligence and wisdom do not depend on the origin and education.

- So you are the Royal bastard.
- I'm of Royal blood, but can be a bastard.

Gentility is not about the origin, and in man.

No one comes out, even those who are born without it.

I was confused about the unusual use of the word "glamour". Usually people use it in the sense of "charm", "charm", "chic"... Mrs. Quail explained that it was an ancient word migrated to English from Scottish and had long ago lost the original meaning. Originally, the word "glamour", or rather "glammer" called special "charms", a magical spell. When the young Scotsman fell in love, he went to the old village witch, and that for a fee could cast a spell of invisibility on his beloved to protect her from the attentions of other men. Once under gammera, the girl was glamorous invisible to prying eyes.

Nothing could and will never be able to come from nothing.

One man found an eagle egg and put his chicken.
Eaglet grew up with chickens and became like them: he cackled as they dug in the ground in search of worms, flapped their wings and tried to fly.
The years have passed. I have already raised the eagle saw in the sky a proud bird.
With extraordinary grace she overcame the wind, occasionally flapping of great wings.
Enchanted eagle asked:
- Who is it?
Is the eagle king of all birds - the neighbor replied. - He belongs to heaven. And we, chickens, belong to the earth.
So the eagle lived like a chicken and died like a chicken, because he believed in his chicken origin.