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Us the prose of life prevailed. And I would be in heaven, but sin is not allowed. Serious. Practical considerations, material calculations - that is our sins. Constantly rotate in the realm of the possible, attainable; so, the soul-and shallow, so high and noble intentions, and do not come to mind.

The writer leaves behind is not what he wanted to write, and what he wrote.

Poems are good because they can disguise the fact that you would never have dared to Express aloud prose.

Today is not Sunday.
Today is not childhood.
We're not kids anymore.
And laugh more - the mask.

Retold prose is poetry.

Finally, it is proper story, although set in prose, not full exactly the same poetic fictions, fantastic episodes, a stretch in explanations, etc.? Is it we don't get to meet all kinds of nonsense like, for example, that the name of Saracens descended from Sarah, and Nuremberg - from Nero that Naples appeared in the egg that after some wars with the Turks in children happened more than 32 teeth, and 22 or 23? Did the historian Tubino, the Macaulay of his time, reported in his chronicle that the walls Pampeluna fell of themselves, almost the only companions of Charlemagne began to pray to God? Anyway, in our history as many of the fables generated by the madness of mankind (those more inclined to all of the fantastic than it is ignorant) that our linguists only waste their brains in a vain effort to find a reasonable explanation for this childish nonsense.

Writing in General is to see causation where it is at first sight absent.

From time to time I wrote mediocre poetry, is a useful exercise for those who want to master the fine revs and to learn to write prose.

- You infect drizzling its melancholy.
- I'm sorry.
- What are you! It's nice. Sometimes. When I want to rest. You have the voice you have to sleep puts. I - fire, you me - Lewandowski. A pleasant exchange. Lying in bed that will smell herbarium, and tell you stuff about... I don't know...
- About your girls.
Yes. And listen to your advice.
- And not to follow them.

The soul of a lover, engaging in your favorite gentle soul
Flying through the sky with her, away from the prose of the land.

Literature of France is as beautiful as France itself. French prose sometimes fanciful, almost feminine. But the French were superb stylists.

In England, no artists, no composers, no poets, but there is great prose. Simple, long-winded, I would say the business prose.

Soviet prose does not exist. But there are some great books. They should be read.

Two schools - for women, men.
Two schools - prose and poetry.
Why to separate them? I do not know.
I sang hymns and hits.
Classifier rigorous,
go and try different -
the poems or prose
poet of past days.