the relationship [Theme] Page 3

Losing the Spark, we lost the opportunity to bring our planet to life. But fate in the award gave us the new world that we call home. We now live among humans, hiding their true face, and secretly watched them... Waiting for protected. I saw what courage they are capable of, and although we share worlds with them, as with us it is not so simple and obvious as it seems at first glance. I am Optimus Prime, and I appeal to all surviving Autobots taking refuge among the stars. We're here. We are waiting for.

The children of old families marry, to reconcile the contradictions and to settle quarrels. But with each generation, these quarrels only go deeper from the outside world coming into us, in our blood, getting a sharp iron under the skin... So cold thinking about it!
I'm not even mad for the fact that Volodislav doesn't love me. And how could he love a woman who in the nearest relationship with his longtime enemies, whose grandparents were the same blood enemies of his grandfathers?! And my heart hurts for the children. After all, they is the fact that came to light, became enemies of all their relatives on both sides. What fate awaits them?

The fruits on the same branch are different from each other. It is impossible to equal all under one comb, even two brothers.

When meeting kindred spirits
Each other's ears delight:
And mind a syllable will find
And the heart joyfully sings.

Sometimes you meet a person - no matter what sex or age, and immediately feel a part of a greater Whole that lives inside you. You have even a speck of dust in the eyes of the same. You can smell the blood, their tribe, and know it like a native.

Kinship - this is a true relationship. They have no soul, you heartless bastard.

Remember: us is not controlling the blood. But only your own heart.

The truth is, we are all relatives. The only question is how far our branches from each other on the family tree. By and large, all of us have in our veins flows the same blood.

Nolan, your company - everything you've worked for.
It means nothing if it can hurt my only family.

Kinship is a strange phenomenon. It easily drives people in addition to their consciousness and will.

The voice of blood is a powerful thing, Bachem, it is not necessary to forget about it.

True love is almost stationary as I remembered from childhood, she relies on a deep inner relationship.

... What I hadn't told him - would only make things worse. I have realized that the moment for parting missed. I have to lie in the grass because I like it, and as prompted a lump in the abdomen, to suffer duality. The duality of the world gives rise to suffering. Apparently, I'd stick with him just like with this grass.

There are different degrees of kinship. Losing people, and losing people is not one and the same.