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I have been convinced of this many times.

Days follow each other, wonderful moments erase troubles, after hurricanes comes silence, peace and serene warmth... EVERYTHING was, is and will be in life, it is important for everyone to remain yourself and carry within yourself the values that are truly important. And to understand that the darkest hour is before the dawn, which will return everything to its place, and from which something bright, new, clean will begin...

Alexander Ya.

The world is a big mystery, and every new discovery brings us closer to solving it.

Maybe this will be your first acquaintance with an exciting hobby that you have dreamed of for a long time, or a step into a new craft that will lead you to your life’s work. Don't be afraid to open doors to new opportunities - this is where true strength lies. Every step into the unknown is a chance to learn more about yourself, make amazing discoveries and make your most cherished dreams come true.

You cannot describe, discover something new if you always act according to some old well-known formulas.

To create something new, you need to go beyond the rules, and to become a master, you need to develop a habit.

Import substitution is when a new generation replaces the old generation.

One generation changes the text. The next person decides to teach from it. New things grow - and lies become history.

This is her magic and wonder.

Hug yourself if you only have you...

Even as a reverend, Charles could have married and had children, just like his own father. However, he never found another woman with whom he wanted to spend the rest of his life. In one of his diary entries, he wrote: “I prayed to God to give me a new heart.” But the great mathematical writer died a bachelor, never connecting his life with Alice...

But no one had yet been able to get to the bottom of what was most captivating in it: it was the mysterious ability of the soul to perceive in life only what once attracted and tormented in childhood, at that time when the soul’s sense of smell is unmistakable; look for the funny and touching; to constantly feel unbearable, tender pity for a creature living helplessly and miserably, to feel, a thousand miles away, how in some Sicily a thin-legged donkey with a shaggy belly is being roughly beaten. When she actually met the offended creature, there was a feeling of a legendary eclipse, when an inexplicable night sets in, and ashes fly, and blood appears on the walls - and it seemed that if now - right now - you don’t help, you won’t be able to stop someone else’s torment , the existence of which in such a world conducive to happiness is impossible to explain, she herself will suffocate, die, her heart will not stand it. And therefore she lived in constant secret excitement, constantly anticipating a new hobby or a new pity, and they said about her that she adores dogs and is always ready to lend money - and listening to petty rumors, she felt like in childhood, during that game when you leave the room, and others invent various opinions about you. And among the players, among those to whom she came out after being in the next room (where you sit, waiting to be called, and honestly hum something, so as not to overhear, or open a random book, and, like a released spring, it jumps out a piece of a novel, the end of an incomprehensible conversation), among these people, whose opinion it was necessary to guess, there was now a man, rather silent, heavy on his feet, completely unknown what he thought about her.

- We will.