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This is how it happens: a man lived and was a bastard, but he died and it’s nice to look at...

Tolerance is when a person is a freak, and you talk to him as if he is normal...

And fear turns into hatred. Because fear deceives and clouds your judgment.

A man is harder than iron and softer than a rose.

If the thought of death takes root in a person, then his mind will no longer remain in the land of seduction.

The gods do not pay for their misdeeds. Mortals pay. The gods, like the powers that be, use for their schemes those whose voices are not loud enough to stand up for themselves. Women. Weak. Unwanted. And no one will stand up for those who need it most. Why would anyone do that? Standing up for someone else means risking losing something yourself. But a person cannot look into the thickness of the water through his reflection.

I firmly believe that laughter improves health and prolongs life. A minute of laughter means a person lives a day longer. On average, our carpet workers are in the arena for thirty minutes per evening. So, after laughing at one performance, people extend their lives by a month. It is no coincidence that an ancient eastern proverb says: “One clown coming to a city gives people more health than a hundred donkeys loaded with medicine.”

When did communists consider people to be people?

All people have many faces. Some people in the public eye can do brave things to impress the public. But returning home, they become an unintelligent child in need of help and protection.

You know, once in Russia before the revolution there was such an attraction: a circus often came to the fair, and in this circus there were different performances. And here is one performance, one attraction called as follows: Live

“The gods are the reason for what is happening,” Medusa answered. - Their power, their strength. Their stubborn anger and the fear they sow. They are happy to show how helpless a person is in comparison with them, and thus force him to demand the right to the only thing he can control.

In fact, she, of course, did not care about his well-being. I wanted him to sit next to her and say how amazing she was, and his eyes would sparkle with admiration and delight. What the hell is money - everything is secondary. Moreover, what the hell is sex, which everyone and everywhere pushes as almost the main driver of human actions? Ugh, and grind! Leave this primitiveness to Uncle Freud. In the living human soul everything is much more complicated.

People, after all, are, in essence, quite primitive creatures, and anyone who understands how the wheels turn in their heads can very well make these same wheels turn in the right direction.

You see, ninety percent of people try to pretend they are not who they are. This is where panache, posture, complacency, antics, etc. appear. And in general, Tamara, if you see that a person is laughing at himself, you can be absolutely sure that he is not a fool, since the ability to make fun of himself is a clear and indisputable sign of intelligence .