measure [Theme] Page 3

An overdose of reality, thoughts, tap-dancing

The measure of a man lies in his ability to find a suitable beach in the worst storm.

Doing great art. And in any case, doing extra.

Hypocritically state that does not see crime group of judges of the Supreme and regional courts, when applying the laws, is not in compliance with the Constitution, but brand terrible group crime murder of three sisters Khachaturian.

When people are simultaneously afraid and happy, then they lose a sense of proportion.

Praise without measure does not inspire faith.

It is impossible to comply with the measure without knowing its size.

... I often send letters asking: "What do you mean in this or that song?". Well, by the way, what I meant, and wrote. But as I understand it, depends on many things, from measures of education, from the experience of life and so on. Sometimes some get to the point, sometimes nearby and I just love the most when close: it means that the song was something that even I didn't pay much attention. Maybe he didn't mean it exactly and specifically, but something like that out there somewhere in the subconscious was.
And it would be terrible if we all had in mind when writing, then we would have just nothing at all written. Can you imagine?!
And what can we say about Dostoevsky, who at the same time ten or fifteen plans? He all the time they were calculated, recorded, and then combined? No, it just came out that he was such a gifted person that never thought about it. Genius! <...> That's why, when people are standing close to each other, see in my songs something different, but is similar to the problem that I'm touching, I'm very happy.
It is inexplicable things, and they make themselves. It is a sign of some mystery in poetry, when every man sees in the song something for yourself. I even tried on all such letters to correspond to one of a comprehensive song that had a chorus with these lines: "Thank you, correspondents, what you must understand me." But then I gave up.

To measure the forces already weak.

The main feeling of joy - a sense of proportion. When it's too broken, sometimes gives the feeling of "Oh... what will!" But it instantly turns into oppressive you.

"Surpluses - nothing!" Well that watches over your limit.

Not allowing himself nothing more - you can in anything does not deny.

Everything has its own measure. Should, for example,
You feel the wrath of the border and measure
But if you repent broken in sin,
You anger at the mercy of change as Allah.

The measure of all things observe and do your time.