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Those people that were the closest capable in our eyes sometimes fall so low.

We get that someone who lives nearby to us becomes the norm to be loved by someone, what about us who constantly cares and he can blame all the routine household chores! And it seems that it always will be, but the fact of the matter is that not always the case in our finite world. You can never have enough time to learn to be grateful, and then hate myself for not kissing these hands and eyes.

You would never think looking at her that the woman living next door, a nervous breakdown, never guess by her smile, but the wife of your uncle once betrayed his trust, and the daughter that you adore, she's having an affair with a married man... the sad truth is that we don't know our friends and neighbors, at least not as good as we think. Even the people we most trust, keeping secrets.

Success is the only unforgivable sin towards its close.

September 3, Wednesday. Becoming cooler autumn comes, though the air was still warm. I came to sisters, Karin and Maria. Nice to be together again like old times. I am feeling much better. We even hung out for a while. For me it's this event because I haven't been out on the street. Suddenly we laughed and ran to the old swing that I hadn't seen since childhood. We took them like three good little sisters, Anna pushed us, slowly and gently. All my pain is gone, because the people I love were with me. I heard them talking. I felt the presence of their bodies and warm their hands. I wanted to stop time and thought, "Come with me, here it is - happiness." About the best I could have hoped for. Within a few minutes I was completely happy. And I am thankful to my destiny that so generously bestowed upon me.

.. the closer we are to the person, the easier it is to hurt him or to be hurt.

Bad think about the neighbors is a sin, but hardly a mistake.

The family is determined not by blood relationship, family is those you care for. So for me you are more than friends: you are my family.

Criticizing and scolding is only entitled to one who loves.

If you learn to tolerate others, it becomes easier to make yourself.

Who says, I love God, and hates his brother, he is a liar: for he that loveth not his brother whom he hath seen, how can he love God Whom he has not seen

Home is the place where you can not make up. Not to control words. To be tired, when tired, to be silent, when I want to shut up and not be afraid that will hurt. Don't pretend for a moment - a gesture or look...

- I dare to assume that in the fight against crime this symbol will provide protection against violence to those who are close to you.
- Thinking about Rachel?
- Actually, sir, I was thinking of myself.

Staying away and waiting for love. Nearby make a complaint and are unhappy with them.