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Samonson was one of those people, predominantly male, whose actions flow from the activity of thought and are determined by it. Novodvorov, on the other hand, belonged to the category of people of a predominantly female type, whose activity of thought is aimed partly at achieving goals set by feeling, and partly at justifying actions caused by feeling.

I always rise in spirit.

He did not care at all about how the world began, according to Moses or Darwin, and Darwinism, which seemed so important to his comrades, was for him the same toy of thought as creation in six days.

I am far from thinking that the Golden Age has already arrived... For me, paradise will come at the very moment the seeds disappear in Moscow. It is quite possible that I am a geek who does not understand the great significance of this purely national product... but it is quite possible that the seeds are simply an abomination that threatens to drown us in their slobbering husks.

Deep thoughts are only possible on deep topics.

Missy really wanted to get married, and Nekhlyudov was a good match. In addition, she liked him, and she accustomed herself to the idea that he would be hers (not she would be his, but he would be hers), and she, with unconscious but persistent cunning, such as happens to the mentally ill, achieved her goal.

Well, hello, short guest of February! Don’t throw snow like that, but rather tell me what you will find with your raid, Is it love, happiness, wisdom or success? Or maybe new roads, a star in your pocket or ringing laughter? Sit down, warm yourself, would you like some tea? You’re angry in your soul, I’ll knit you a sweater, I promise, and give you some lavender in a small sachet. Don’t be angry that you are unwanted and that all your thoughts are there, in the streams of spring, and in my heart I quietly hide a piece of a little dream. Raising the collar of my coat from the evil wind, I will sing about the month of May, looking into your eyes grayer than ashes, I will warm you up, just know that!

Have a nice day...

At night everything wanders on the edge, clinging to its own ears with a tired whisper. Touches dissolve into the skin, freeing thoughts from accumulated vanity. And the whole world turns over into the dark sky, leaving a cold head alone with a flaming and rhythmically beating heart.

The snow creaks pleasantly underfoot, and this white fairy tale seems to have enveloped the world in its silence and wisdom, ordering people’s thoughts and guiding everyone to their truth. With the snow, everything unnecessary disappears, and you see a white road in front of you, where there is no place for falsehood, complexity and tinsel. You just want to live, do the work you love, love and be close to people close to you. Walk through life simply and faithfully, without doubting the path you have chosen. Snow...

... hands... like the wings of a butterfly, their shadows with light movements strive towards the light... dancing on the wall... getting burned... going blind... the temptation to merge is irresistible... a couple more minutes and the light will go out... Thoughts will become clearer in the evening cloudiness of words... and stricter... just a couple of minutes... let's put them aside for an eternity of circling in a carefree dance of hands...

As soon as the New Year holidays pass, you immediately want spring, tulips, a pink thread of dawn on the horizon and evening jogging under the warm, beautifully setting sun. Light dresses with pointed stiletto heels, a new haircut and dreams of sea voyages. And also to cut through our meadows on an old vintage bicycle with bouquets of flowers in a basket, breathe in the awakened earth, wait for the first thunderstorm and spontaneously go for a swim at the lake. How far away all this is still! In the meantime, winter monochrome, sometimes gray, sometimes white, with the smell of pine needles and home comfort, post-New Year gifts and a blank sheet of paper for the whole New Year. Thoughts, plans, expectations, goals, dreams. All that remains is to take the paints and start painting it all.

Truly, the flight of human thought is high, his inquisitive mind wants to know everything about the secrets of space and time today. And thanks to our curiosity, a lot of well-founded knowledge has been accumulated, convincingly explaining the most important and pressing mysteries of existence. Of course, it is important to continue to persevere in knowledge, but to find all the remaining answers, humanity will need to become at least a galactic civilization. And to achieve this without losing balance, we need to make good use of the answers we have to make life more meaningful, cheerful, exciting and future-oriented.

The lightest is the gray matter.