Thursday, May 15, 2008
- So For What I Am Necessary To
- So for what I am necessary to you, Nikolay. - Nikolaevich, it supplements and is silent. Has kept silent and has uttered: - It is necessary. Lives to me without you are not present. Too I pour tea in a saucer, and I reflect: it does not have a life, to it. To what it differs outwardly from the international journalist Ippolita and to what it is internally similar to it! Again only about the needs and desires. Again I as an adjective to this noun. Also it became boring to me, both it is quiet, and it is melancholy, and its unearthly passion has ceased to excite me. was zealous and has settled. And can, all the same itself check up? Perhaps, not to refuse constructive work with it, and suddenly a material - noble and I will not forgive myself after, what has passed by such brilliant? The father has called by phone to any old acquaintances, has sent Nikolay in a hostel of any factory. That has left, having thrown on me a slanting burning look, and for the next day has met me at an exit from institute and spent to the house, and the day after tomorrow, and .
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