Having Established All Numerous Elements Of Horoscopes Of

Having established all numerous elements of horoscopes of and your partner, you learn as a result that there are cases when incompatible signs (for example, the Aries and the Maiden can be mutually neutralised), and harmonising aspects are capable to lead to boredom and desire something other that disharmony happens is corrected that one to liking harmony, and another of pressure etc. So? Where have sat down, there and . Certainly, stars only have, and it is necessary to solve to ourselves, but very unostentatiously somehow have. It would be desirable to feel more hardness, it is more than stability in hummocks underfoot when we move to the important purpose through an unsteady bog of daily occurrence. The purpose indeed very important: compatibility. In the published diary of one of our cosmonauts concern a problem of psychological compatibility of two people compelled on weeks or months closely contains to communicate with each other. Reading this diary, I have involuntarily smiled: and how to be with multitolerance of spouses to which should last years and decades? The space union is calculated, defined, prepares the whole brigade of experts, and to us - that how to be? All as to be content with number in 50 % of divorces in relation to concluded marriages? And after all to these drama 50 % we get not only we, - it is fine, we will be interrupted, we will lick, probably, bleeding wounds and how to be with children, for which this rupture - universe disintegration, crash of stability of the basic vital values?.

That Is Why, The Darling You Mine, Do

That is why, the darling you mine, do not dream of such things and do not aim at the party. You - mine forever, I will not give you to anybody, and if I will give, together with the last breath. I will give and there and then I will die!. - cheerful conversation when I already toiled with unexpected feeling to Alevtine here was such. with the devil intuition undoubtedly felt something. During our next hot, boundless appointment in the pleasure, she has asked me: - You are glad, what I at you am? Never I lay to it and as to me was to tell that it "is" for me begins already a grief, comes nearer to tragedy. I have kept silent, and it has seized at once it. Strongly with the a soft breast about I wash hairy, closely having nestled on my hip , she has asked: - You know that in Libya polygamy is authorised, but under one condition: if each wife has the own house? The mister visits from time to time each of families, and the wife are on friendly terms, as sisters more often, and visit to each other.

Has Gone, Has Asked, Have Regretted. The Matter

Has gone, has asked, have regretted. The matter is that I in general any ten roundabouts do not transfer years, of height I am afraid - wildly. Has somehow risked to sit down on most children's "camomile" then has cried: "Remove me!" Three-chetyrehletki laughed. And still now suddenly absolutely pressure somewhere was put on a head turned often and without roundabouts. And here. Well, smile, it is the truth it was ridiculous? After all not every day you enter home not through a door, and through a window on the third floor. Moreover I - with my fear shameful! When to me next day have put unprofitable the lock and I, leaving behind mail, has there and then latched "doggie" - has already done without a balcony: It was not a pity to break "doggie", not so it is a pity, as the lock. Though all the same it was necessary to search for the lock, then again to search and once again for all . And to love you - you you know, how it is not simple! And who will take out all it still: here such soft, smiling - only a bow you will adhere, a floret you will thrust - such.

It Is Visible, For A Long Time Did

It is visible, for a long time did not meet in the antiworld indifference to money. It is visible, was and still something that constrained them, not clear it, and me protected. - And in what happiness? - Thanks, me here to leave. In what? In the sun, that there are kind people, like you, ready to help another. In health. In a clear conscience. The magnificent car has softly braked at an institute entrance just when the dense crowd of teachers and students joined it. Certainly, this phenomenon has been noticed by all. It has been even more noted, as all sitting on the right in front of a dazzling-modern two-metre handsome man in many thousands left to open to me a door and to support leaving under a hand. I have made it cheerful , have shouted: "Thanks, boys!" Also has run on steps. At doors has looked back, has waved with a hand: they motionlessly looked to me following. The guide was bent, villages on the place and the car to unknown me of a foreign car a rocket has rushed forward as I think, there, where is not present neither kind people, nor the sun, conscience, however something human nevertheless glimmers and there at the bottom of soul at everyone.

But - It Is Not Disturbing. And Still

But - it is not disturbing. And still you know, what? Here you have somehow told: "God willing". And it after all, actually, to me very much even is kind. After all has pushed me - to you! Where it is more! I love you. You do not think, I have not got used to that - I love you, I feel it constantly, physically - and as myself, and - is concrete heart, and - which I feel as absolutely perceived, not as spirit. Otherwise, whence constant sensation of this " ", wounds - through. That has changed, so it is more rare now an enthusiastic condition when - will overflow shrill happiness from understanding: I love you. Happens, as I smile, and somewhere in the street I repeat to you, - about it. What to tell - that? At me habitual gesture: the right hand - forward and hardly upwards - to touch your cheek. It still all right. And these days I feel all time, how your heart because you - near, and your breast absolutely - absolutely densely nestles on mine fights. As it is sick! As it is sweet! I very much love you.

. The Manual. And This Manual So Will Turn

. The manual. And this manual so will turn that all bows-florets - where, and you - on are thrown. Such grow fond! And I love you. Also be not scattered by me, please. And let somebody so learns you, how I know. I am ready to kneel and pray: , native mine, well let I at you will be! Only let I at you will be! I cannot without you. You can ask me again and again: "What for I am necessary to you?" To me it simply to answer: to live. You are necessary to me, that I lived. That was - self. That felt happy. Unfortunate - too. That - to rejoice that you live. Already without you, Egor absolutely is impossible for me. About harm of the tender word, which (harm) it would be desirable to test an amateur romance again and again You are gentle henceforth me do not name, After all for you "native" means nothing! And for me - for an instant the flashed paradise At once has turned back a scorching heat hellish, hot. Rest to a shower distraught both rebellious will not come back more never. And heart will frenziedly wait: When? When? That you still though time named me so gently.

Near To It I Felt The Woman: It

Near to it I felt the Woman: it embodied itself(himself) that idea of leadership, sincere force about which I as now has clearly understood, grieved all life! Apparently, it has felt something unusual in my sudden silence, has attentively looked at me and has suddenly asked: - And you would not like to help me with this business? - Very much even would like! I have answered earlier, than have had time to think something. So my destiny has been solved for ever. He for an instant has put the hand over mine and has told: Done! I only have nodded. Speak I could not, because in my soul there was a collapse. I have become deaf. Here have very opportunely brought meal change, all have begun it each other on plates to impose, pour wine-glasses, the hubbub has risen, began to drink in honour of the fortieth anniversary of that friend of the husband at which this New Year's drinking bout has gathered. Oleg, my husband, too said something, clinked glasses through a table, then has approached to me, has thriftily put a hand on a shoulder, something patronising broadcast.