Everything is important and everything is not important; that is, if it is biological compatibility, then you understand it in everything?

A person suits you in everything... It's hard to let go, really... And it doesn't matter what she says, you just listen to her voice. And it doesn't matter what she does, you just look at her... You look and you feel good, it's so warm...

You look at her, and that feeling is that I am at home, you know? And then nothing works out with others. Everything seems to be fine, but all the time I want to go home...

A friend who is a psychologist and generally intelligent once said that we can basically choose anyone we love and live with them for the rest of our lives. I also come to the conclusion that a long marriage is a matter of self-discipline. Loves are beautiful and endless, follow one after the other, and the whole thing is just to choose someone and make a decision to be with him.

A person is young while he is able to change his life if it does not suit him. Old age is determined not by the condition of the body, skin and hair, but by the strength to change. You don't need to lie to yourself about the future, it doesn't exist, if you can only lie in the direction of happiness now. When you develop, change and work, do not think nonsense - you are really young.

I think a lot now about adult love, about ways of expressing it. Poles talk as if they are chewing stones, Dumas noted, - that is not how he heard grown people testify. Painful precision: no matter how much not to promise too much, not to lose face, not to show yourself dependent, not to cut off the ways of retreat. In short, everything roughly boils down to the phrase: "I don't want to say that I can't do without you - I can do without everything - but I really wouldn't like to." It is as if maturity promised us freedom, but only taught us how to do without everything.