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Where there is no freedom of the press and freedom of conscience, where the government and 9/10 of society look at the journalist as an enemy, where life is so crowded and so bad and there is little hope for better times, such amusements as pouring slop on each other, courts of honor, etc. . etc., put the writers in the funny and pitiful position of animals who, once in a cage, bite off each other’s tails.
Love is to see today as you saw it for the first time. Habit and passion mutually influence each other; this does not happen with love.
But the deeds of man, whether the good crops, will all live!
It is not words that prevent us from understanding each other, but their semantic content.
Art and morality interact with each other just like science and religion. Somewhere they complement each other, somewhere they enter into an irreconcilable dispute.
If we could only see life through each other's eyes, there would be no hatred. We hate what we fear. And we are afraid of what we do not see. Your father... we will try... but his Gods will not allow him to change his mind. If he could, he would have realized that he should not have turned his anger against us.
- My mind is aware of this, but I can no longer control my heart. Please understand me Yusei, we need to fight now. If you are my friend, then continue to watch our duel.
It is much more important that the soul and mind understand each other.
In my observations of life during my various wanderings around the world, I was especially struck by the fact that even in our time people kill each other everywhere under all kinds of pretexts and in all kinds of ways. Killing en masse is still called war, and killing individuals is called capital punishment. Everywhere the same worship of brute force and the same inconsistency... and this is done even in Christian countries in the name of one whose teaching was based on peace and love.
Even more often we simply do not want to understand each other!!
I would give away a full cup of oatmeal (horrible disgusting!) if someone explained to me why autumn, why winter? The alley has such impassable mud that I have only seen under a rhinoceros in a zoological garden. Wet. Bare branches clap against each other and sneeze.
Quote Explanation: Illustrated by Evgenia Dvoskina, 2012.
Flies from the chest.
And you know, friendship is not something you can ask for, negotiate or choose. People become friends without realizing it. Even if you hate each other at first, over time you begin to realize that things have changed.
Those who are united by the road and who are fellow travelers understand each other.
The “bitch” people are still great!
