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The enthusiasm of the beginner is Fata-Morgana: it seems that on the horizon of the earth, whereas it is not in sight.

He has many names. Sagebiel, the Executioner... We will call him in Death.

Myra started to weave carpets. No one taught her this craft, but like always he was known. She painted strands so that, no matter how much my color is not lost. This is Myra taught me important, from what I know. Said weave have heart. The heart is the same tangle, Rubiaceae, prickly, hot. Every day otmetili from him for a little bit and upleta to work. To turn his heart into his work few can, and you manage, this is your task.

Everyone has the right to question your purpose and from time to time to retreat from him. The only thing you cannot do is forget about it.

Writing is a vocation, from which they cannot leave, and those who have it, have to write, because the only way he can defeat the headache and bad digestion.

If instead of selling a drug, the system will help the person search for objects other - internal - order: the calling, the meaning of life, creative or spiritual values, it will destroy itself.

Don't try someone who like. Just do your job as well and the reward sooner or later you're gonna get.

One author writes a story, and the other with pleasure.

Our world is a planet of mindless dreamers who spend their entire lives chasing mirages created by alien ghosts, and their true nature is paralyzed and is in a deep loneliness, sadness and helplessness.

Love and compassion - a person's Divine calling.

Pokemon!
We can do everything: you and me! The whole world is waiting for salvation,
Pokemon!
On buddy of mine, we enter into a military battle
Pokemon!
After all, at this moment, will serve us courage,
In the way with me with friendship,
Pokemon!
You all set, you all set...
Po-ke-mon!

If you good at something, put it in the forefront.

When she saw how weak I am in spirit, she reminded me that men plow and the women spun that diligence and hard work do not bring hunger, she thought, I can change my fate. But how can the world exist without poor and unfortunate?

Well, the only person talkin' 'bout love thy brother is the preacher.
And it seems nobody's interested in learning but the teacher.
Well, the only one who speaks of love, brother, is a priest.
And it seems that no one is interested in learning but the teacher.