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“If you are too busy to love, you are too busy to live; if you are too busy to live, you are too busy to love.”

“He knew how often I needed to travel to be sane, what my favorite places were, which seat I would choose in a restaurant, which songs I listened to depending on my mood, how I looked when I was hungry, how much sugar I would like in my coffee, what hurt me and what would fix it, when I craved a hug and how tight should that be, how to make out my mood from my voice and how fast my heart would beat if I was asked to address a gathering of five hundred people.”

“You know, there’s something I wish I could comprehend about pets and other animals: if they can’t form any speeches, then how does their thinking process work? I mean, when we humans think about anything, we do form sentences in our heads… right? So, if animals are unable to form any sentences at all, then how are they able to compose any thoughts in their heads?”

“They were wandering around for about half an hour; then they crawled along the river bank, trembling both because of fear and the cold wind which blew stronger at night. It seemed like the rustling reeds were whispering, trying to say something… which seemed even scarier. Emily began silently—just in her thoughts—talking to the heavens asking for help, as she normally did in situations like that.”

“I miss your voice because it is a symphony; your scent because it is a treasure; your smile because it is a jewel; your hug because it is a masterpiece; and your kiss because it is a miracle.”

“Pure souls need more perfect world: the one, where their kindness wouldn’t be seen as weakness; where their brightness wouldn’t trigger so much envy; where their sincerity and open heart wouldn’t be considered as an invitation to push them down and take advantage of them.”

“Unfortunately, angels do not survive on the Earth... that’s a tragic verity… Pure souls need more perfect world: the one, where their kindness wouldn’t be seen as weakness; where their brightness wouldn’t trigger so much envy; where their sincerity and open heart wouldn’t be considered as an invitation to push them down and take advantage of them. You need to learn how to protect yourself.”

“Shirley stood there having her face nearly the same color as the scarlet receiver of the Smiths’ phone she was holding in her shivering hand and… just sighed! She was not singing the song they just prepared; she even didn’t read any rhymes… she couldn’t say any word. Thrown the receiver back to the phone base, such as it was a poisonous snake but not a simple piece of plastic, she landed onto the sofa where Emily was sitting, also not being able to say anything.”

“What are we, people, living for? You know, what I can observe in our life is that all adults are mostly living for the reason to earn funds for being able to feed themselves and raise their kids; and then those kids grow up and living for the goal to feed themselves and their children… So this feels like an everlasting circle, isn’t it? I mean, shouldn’t each of us, humans, have some kinds of more interesting and important sense of life, except for just living for eating and feeding? Isn’t it sensless and way too primitive to live that way? I believe… I feel I am living for some greater reason, than just eating to grow up to feed the kids to grow up… How could it be right or “normal” that Lord, or the Universe, gave a human the precious gift of life for most of us just to live to eat and to raise kids, for them to only eat and grow their children, and nothing more than that? Could that way really be our gift back to God, in appreciation for what we got? Doesn’t such an existence seem useless and worthless without having some missions and goals of a higher level? Whether living like a “normal” appear to be not the most unworthy way to invest the time of your being?”

“It was a warm and sunny afternoon. Fresh breeze was combing the soughing reeds over the river. Some of our tourists began unpacking foods and preparing snacks; others went up the hills raiding the local thickets of thorny, wild blackberry shrubs, picking the sourly-sweet berries and greedily eating them, like they haven’t eaten anything for at least a week.”

“The days were sinking into the summery sunshine, flowery blossom, twinkling of colorful butterflies, buzzing bees, and happy singing of birds; while the nights kept charming with warm winds under the clear skies full of stars, mysteriously shining from incomprehensible spaces of the boundless Universe.”

“The same day, after the lessons were over and Emma went out to the schoolyard, an unexplainable strange trepidation suddenly awoke inside her heart. Something was stopping her from going home. She trailed to the stadium situated behind the school building and took some rest leaning onto the shady branches of poplars. Emily could not explain it how, but she felt it that Mr. Fog is somewhere around, and that he needs to talk to her about something important… She just knew it, and that was it.”

“Especially her father was watching with much attention to ensure that Emma didn’t have “too much” of leisure time (or even happy emotions) in her life; that’s why she was sometimes truly missing it and didn’t have much of anything interesting going on, being surrounded mostly by depressing boredom of everlasting routine duties she was fulfilling daily, being a responsible and hardworking person since early ages.”

“The black apron of Emma’s school uniform soaked in the rain of her tears, unstoppably pouring from the girl’s eyes to her laps. The ultimate despair in her soul didn’t decrease, though. It was when she realized how the inner suffering can be much more hurtful than physical pain.”

“The girl was walking along the quiet roads, totally wrapped in her thoughts and in the darkness softened by streetlights hanging up on the tops of electrical power poles. Those lights seemed colorful: yellowish, pinkish, greenish, bluish, reddish, purplish… reminding variegated shining air balloons.”

“A sword can only pierce the body, but love can pierce the soul.”

“When you hear love calling you, don’t pretend to be deaf.”

“So, when the gods finally lit the stars for the night, and the moon had slipped into a pond of darkness, I watched little rays of starlight twirl in full-bodied color on her celestial face. I wanted to stretch out my hands and caress her, to take hold of her and say, “Where you go, I will go, and where you stay, I will stay. Your people will be my people, and your God my God.” Like Jacob wrestling that terrible angel, I, too, wanted to grasp her—if only for a temporal second—so that I could encounter the divine. But I dared not disturb what was sacred, so I let her sleep. “Goddamn it,” I said under my breath. “I am going to immortalize you.”