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The book world's ugliest, worst written, most indigestible, literarily speaking, can, depending on the perspective of psychology be a meeting for 20 euros. A photograph of yourself.
And when you finish reading it, without thinking whether it is good or bad, instead of saving it on the shelf I get on the altar of your eternal memory.

"Long ago, he discovered that he lived for a number of situations: a stability that sometimes hangs in the balance, a balance that has never inspired much confidence. In the final analysis, a set of uncertainties that attempts to shore.

There is a sense of tentativeness. Any impression is fleeting, like a breath of air that carries the memories, images that desire in its infancy, can not help but see a grin on his face.
If you stop to think do not feel bad about these things, no reason. Yet her face was broken for a moment, just long enough to find a spark of uncertainty.

Recognizes that has never had an adventurous spirit, or maybe yes, long ago, so many years, the very thought is you scratch your head.

Although the thoughts are bent on erasing themselves acts, we have the memory of the words we said. Has managed to build artificial paradises of happiness have not lasted too long, but that he had used to get by. Believe a lie is a way to get it into reality. He had created a world of happiness in tiny no one questioned. The disappointment is usually caused by a tiny amount of disappointment.

Time stops when you do not expect it. Laughter, has a funny musical. It's hard to describe but the sounds persist when no longer exist.

was wonderful to imagine that life can be written again.

- Are you okay?
- I needed air.
- To breathe or to live?
- For both.

remembered the sky of his childhood years seemed an impossible blue, life regained the sky and sea.

When lies are not essential, life is an achievement. There are stories that, if not counted, seem never to have happened.

thought to disappear must be sweet, when the air we breath freezes. Having frozen heart is a form like any other start to die.
The end of the journey is unknown.
When we live haunted by the pain we ignore the rest of the people.
Living with a sense of utter transience: all meant a break, nothing was final.

Life can be a coin thrown into the air. Helps us choose not compromise, because the money never falls in song.

thought that the stories never end completely. Joined us as a gift or a punishment, but not fade like mist. We pursue the paths of memory.

is not easy to find the speaker that puts the right amount of attention, good will and affection. The person who remains silent and spoken, respectful silence, but never leaves us without an answer. A combination almost impossible. Sometimes you

by a sense of helplessness, there is nothing to justify. Progress and setbacks. A knot in the stomach breathing difficulties. How many fears I have to overcome?, There are tears that heal. Our worst enemy is ourselves.

Life is postponed when he is uncomfortable.
has decided to die.

confused thinking falls into deeper conflict, bad conscience and surprise in case. It's easy to let someone take the initiative when navigating in a sea of \u200b\u200bdoubt. Understanding the cycles of time continued his wheel.
Time does not matter. "

The end of a book is a meeting

A definitive separation
The beginning of the next book,
The beginning of our next life.