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The man of the future is the one who has the longest memory.

I'm the king - I slave - I worm - I God!

There is a God, there is peace, they live forever,
And the lives of people with instant and miserable,
But all in itself holds people
Who loves peace and believes in God.

We are all empty houses, we are all waiting for someone to that someone opened the door and set us free. One day my wish comes true. Like a Ghost, appears and brings me out of my confinement. And I follow it without doubt, without looking back, until I find my new destiny...

"All people are the same!". No it is not. All people are different, and the right to be different must be defended to the end and not caring about the consequences.

I'm a man, I'm in the middle of the world
For me, myriads of infusoria,
Before me myriads of stars.
I went in between his full height -
Connecting the two shores of the sea,
Two space connecting bridge.

Love's funeral in Russia
remember when we are dead,
forgetting, yet live.

People smell vulgar and pathetic.

We are different madness people.

We have no law forbidding to give people the opportunity to harm themselves.

I think love only smart and beautiful? But no, I love all sorts - and oblique, and curved, and blunt. Love, even if love is not for what. Because I love not for something, but always - in spite of everything.

My experience shows that people under the age of 35 often confuses the ass with a finger and Vice versa.

... mutual relations of people marked for the most part untrue, extreme unfairness, hardness and cruelty: in the form of exceptions exist in between the opposite relationship; that's where rests the necessity of the state and legislation, and not your imaginations. In all those points which lie outside the sphere of state law immediately evident human ruthlessness towards his neighbor, and it follows from his boundless egoism, and sometimes anger.

... the main source of the most serious evils, comprehending man is man himself: man is a wolf. Who firmly remember it, for the world seems like a hell that the worse the Dantean hell, there is one person supposed to be a devil for another, to which, of course, not all are equally able and capable all any Reaper.: assuming the guise of a conqueror, he puts several hundred thousand people against each other and calling to them: "suffering and death - that is your destiny: shoot each other with rifles and cannons!", and they obey.