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For each limit there is a chaos...

God forbid you find before what you want to find. What's next? To improve? To make good best? Everything in life is relative, and when you compare nothing with nothing - is this not the limit of life?

... There is a limit beyond which you can throw your thought and no microphone, no technical devices will not help you throw it further. Everything must be within human capabilities. Jumper, for example, jumps at 7.50. You can, of course, his throw so that he jumped a kilometer, but it is not it jumps. There is a limit. And besides millimetres play a role, a small dose increase make him a hero around the world. <...> The abundance of the population on earth does not mean that you need to fully cover it. There are always people that will to this stretch, and those that will have to do without.

Funny thing about life, is a tragic tone he said. - I think that is the limit, no worse... And then it becomes more loathsome!

There is a voltage limit, after which the nerves pass and the person behaves contrary to decency and common sense.

When I say that it is impossible to go beyond the environment, it means that you can't go beyond what you have seen or experienced in my life.

Everyone has their own strength.

There is a limit, after which the restraint and self-control cease to be a virtue.

Limit on white light has everything:
love, patience, heart and mind,
and the imaginary infinity of space.
You in vain torments, the poet,
bespredelnoe your strength and years:
believe me, there is no shame.
And that grinning bastard:
like, here he finally scribbled, -
let it be from you alone.
You're on edge, and not fail.
Have any genius limit
only the meanness of human unlimited.

What the hell, do you know everything about yourself? Have you reached the limit? And is there a limit, a person puts himself bound, in man, the limit is the courage.

Before mayhem we got it, but this is not the limit.

The fact that people do not know their limits, not knowing what they can do, until you kill someone. This can match nothing. This is the real measure.

Why the sky should be the limit, if people have left footprints on the moon?

Perfection has a limit, just it is impossible to achieve.