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Your soul is in my soul!
Well, okay! And good.
Quote Explanation: 1969 year.
Even my glass doesn't protest!
I always rise in spirit.
Unfortunately, nowadays many people despise and hate their jobs. But the world will be happy only when every person has the soul of an artist, in other words, when everyone finds joy in their work.
He set some kind of trap. I don't know what it was, but he led them there. Again. He prevailed over them. Again. And he took away the only thing they had. Again. I don’t know how these tiny lives now settled in these machines, but now they will never find peace. Not like that. I have to call them all off. All of them. Together. In one place.
Quote Explanation: Director Henry Emily talks about the monster he unwittingly created and all the sins the monster committed.
End of connection.
Quote Explanation: The true ending of the game: the director of Fazbear Entertainment, Henry Emily, returns to finish what he started and destroy all the spirits who want revenge on him, including: his former partner William Afton, William's offspring - Michael and Elizabeth, as well as Henry's daughter Charlie Emily.
The state of a suffering soul is already a shrine, and everything that comes from there is precious, and poetry that emerges from such a womb is higher than all poetry.
Quote Explanation: 1844, February 3
But then he felt that now, now, something most important was happening in his soul, that his inner life was standing at that moment as if on oscillating scales, which with the slightest effort could be pulled in one direction or another. And he made this effort, calling on that god. which he sensed in his soul yesterday, and God immediately responded to him.
He stopped believing himself and began to believe others. He stopped believing himself, and began to believe others because it was too difficult to live, believing himself: believing himself, every question must be resolved not in favor of his animal self, looking for easy joys, but almost always against him; trusting others, there was nothing to decide, everything had already been decided, and it was always decided against the spiritual and in favor of the animal self.
Your soul and body, divided in two, will belong to me as a single whole.
Pantheism is not my thing.
You can't judge a person by what they believe in or the color of their skin. The main thing in a person is his soul.
I am a fan of the smell of printing ink, the rustle of paper, notes in the margins. Paper book. It has its own soul, and even photographs seem to come to life before your eyes. I like to forget a chamomile in a book and find it one frosty morning, or put a white piece of paper folded into an airplane with a list of 25 dreams written on it. How interesting it is to discover them 5 years later! And now I sit and smile quietly, opening a new book and feeling that it is alive and smells of lavender. I really want to predict what will happen tomorrow, will a real book survive in this strange era?..
When the morning so tenderly and touchingly kisses the sky, when the trees stretch their graceful hands to the clouds, glorifying a new bright day, when the soul dreams of something distant and beautiful, then a miracle is born, quiet and kind, then a magical winter fairy tale comes to the doorstep ...
