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It is a pity that the measure of our lives
We understand the life care.

The one thing common to all people feeling the fear of death. Not accidentally moral suicide is frowned upon.

Strong though and wants a lot, but is content with little; insignificant requests a little, but not happy even when he receives more.

I always think good about people. About these vicious senseless ***Kah.

In each of our lives there are people that can win us a grey umbrella and unavailable links. However, sometimes we are not striving for liberation; used, crouched, to sit in the corner - in the rhythm of everyday life, in the sudden became almost a virtue alertness. He was able to pull me out. That is probably my biggest and only luck...

The majority of people treat you well only when you don't trust them and don't show that you're hurting.

We're just grains of sand but together.
We are like grains of sand on the beach, but without grains of sand there would be the beach.

Why do we have to go back to our frayed skin in our sick bodies, in our brains, stuffed with monstrous concerns?

Some instinct guides us when meeting new people.

There are people who never forgive for good.

The person is not aware that he was breathing, until you remember about it specifically.

When a man reaches his ceiling, he hits it and falls down.

- What do you do?
- Cut up old bed sheets, sew the head to the carnival.
- Why is that?
- Tomorrow will burn and laugh.
The police already know?

All your memories, funny and sad, and make you who you are.