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One dignitary injured his leg and had to buy crutches. They helped him with walking and he soon got so used to them that when the leg healed, still continued to use them. Gradually nobleman accustomed to the crutches and all family members, and then their courtiers. Time passed, and in a country where this nobleman lived, crutches came into Vogue: all the people of the country wanted to buy him some crutches.
Everywhere worked workshops for the production of crutches. The rich and noble people ordered crutches from ivory, covered them with gold and precious stones. For learning to walk on crutches has opened special schools, and in universities wise scientists investigated the basic aspects of the science of crutches, gave lectures and wrote tracts about them. Without crutches, continued to do only a very few. Such behavior seemed to the majority, those who are accustomed only with crutches, ridiculous and unreasonable. Loners in vain tried to prove that the crutches should only be used as needed, vain said, "See, we can safely walk without crutches". What their opponents are invariably answered them:
- It is not. This is all just a figment of your imagination.

You can't change the world, but you can change the facts. But if you change the facts, will change public opinion. And when you change public opinion, change the world.

In a bra and in marriage it is necessary to climb if you really need ATGM and not due to the fact that you were to drive public opinion.

In a state with a king bad, and in my head without a king is bad.

If you so much care about the opinion of other people, and you feel unhappy whenever they thought about you not match your own, then you're doomed to be unhappy always. Because no one ever thinks about us the way that we do.

The usual selection of companies - a triumph of mediocrity. Timeliness is not a problem, the problem is that rotten wall of our time trying to strengthen, not noticing the weakness of the old walls.

People, like water, which will break anything free, if you bring it to a certain state and under certain circumstances. Frozen public consciousness leads to the destruction of the state.

If you want to be miserable, let the life of public opinion.

The basis of any slander is the certainty of immorality.

They tell me that I'm special, I smile and shake my head
I'll give them stories to tell friends about the things I said
They tell me I'm so humble, I say I'm turning red
They let me lie to them and don't feel like they've been misled
They give so much to me, I'm losing touch get me?
Served on a silver platter, ask for seconds they just let me
They tell me I'm a god, I'm lost in the facade
Six feet off the ground at all times I think I'm feelin' odd
No matter what I make, they never see mistakes
Makin' so much bread, I don't care that they're just being fake
They tell me they're below me, I act like I'm above
The people blend together but I would be lost without their love.




They tell me that I'm special, I smile and shake my head
I'll give them stories to tell my friends about what I said
I say that I am modest, I say blushing.
They allow me to lie to them and do not feel that they were misled
They give me so much, that I'm losing touch you know?
Served on a silver platter, ask for a second, I just allow it.
They tell me that I am God, I'm lost in this world.
Six feet from the ground I feel weird.
No matter what I do, they never see the errors
I make so much bread, I don't care what they are just pretending.
They tell me that they are following me and I'm acting like I'm above.
People come together, but I would be lost without their love.
(Telling me "You're special", I "no," wave back,
Persecution stories I tell so they could all
Telling me "Be humble", I hesitate to answer,
Let me lie to them, not thinking that this is nonsense,
So many gave me, lose touch, Oh no!
On a silver tray, he asked, she gave it to me
Telling me "You are my God," I lost face,
Above ground six feet, and I feel weird,
What I don't do the mistakes it is not important
How much kindness and no matter if everything is a lie
Say" We are inferior", I meet,
The mixed people. I would've been lost without their love.

Hayato Hayama - the man who can do everything.
A real Superman. Cool, kind, with a crisp smile, well-read and athletic.
It seems like everyone and created. All think Hayato Hayama is a good guy.
And all?
Whether so it actually?
There is exactly one person. Exactly one person who definitely doesn't think so.
So I told him right away.
"I'm not such a good person as you think I am".

This egoist may not affect the approval of others.

I don't believe that the only cure for loneliness is to meet someone. Do not have. I think the point here is this: you must learn to be with yourself and understand that much of the apparent us personal illness - actually a consequence of the larger forces of stigmatization and exclusion, which can and should be opposed.

Only immature person cares about what you say about him or his call. No matter how called Sakura, whatever you call it, she still blooms divine.