pity [Theme] Page 5
Loki is very handsome. He inspires confidence. He is convincing and pleasant, none of the inhabitants of Asgard can compare with him in resourcefulness, dexterity and cunning. What a pity that there is so much darkness in him - anger, envy and lust!
- Just be yourself, regardless of the situation. If you love someone - love and forget about the conventions that others are trying to impose on you. Do you consider someone an enemy? Fight it openly! These eternally stone-polite faces, who never change for anything, even in bed, even in a dream, evoke only mortal boredom and pity. We lock our minds and emotions and, believe me, this is not always good.
The pity is that, on the one hand, she scares herself, and on the other, the desire to evoke sympathy from the outside.
"Well, if a bug told you: 'Please, Miss Halsey, try not to step here, or you will crush me," - would you really crush him? "
The world is full of cryers, complainers. But the fact remains that life does not give us a guarantee. I don't care who you are: the Pope, the President of the States, the Man of the Year... Most importantly, don't. Even if things go wrong, don't cry, don't ask for help. In Russia, however, everything is somewhat different. There you will cry - everyone will feel sorry for you. It's different here. Texas is Texas. Here you are left to yourself - just like blood.
Putting pressure on pity is an even more terrible feeling than pity itself.
Your dead mother.
Parents to their children.
- What a pity. Life is more fun when you have someone to love.
I'm not pushing for pity at all -
It clicked.
Flood covered the eyelids, could not resist.
I'm a big, big bunch of my pleases -
I'll set them on fire and light the way with a lighthouse.
It clicked.
Flood covered the eyelids, could not resist.
I'm a big, big bunch of my pleases -
I'll set them on fire and light the way with a lighthouse.
Pity in relation to a person for whom you are a part of life, but who you are indifferent - is the highest degree of cruelty!
A person who takes pity on himself cannot offer anything worthy.
I won. I tried to smile, but it was a smile of despair. I felt only pity, terror and emptiness in my soul. Everyone I loved and who loved me all left and died...
The door to which Bim walked is the door of his friend, and therefore his, Bim's, door. He walked to the door of trust and life. Bim would like to reach it and either wait for a friend, or die: there was no longer the strength to look for him in the city. He could only wait. Just wait.
Talent is incapable of pity.
