No, I Could Not Be Your Wife Any

No, I could not be your wife any there under the account. Thought earlier: would get on. No. It is terrible to tell, but I with them with all bad would make something. And you know, correctly that we with you have not floated anywhere as offered trade union. I would not transfer the such: you - nearby and now, both in the evening, and at night, both tomorrow, and still tomorrow, and still then. At me such - would not sustain heart. Or - nerves and then I somewhere would dive, has jumped - with this impossible happiness, I simply would choke it. And you on funeral would not become angry about me and when you would began to reproach, made a helpless gesture: "Yes there is no it, and what cannot be cured must be endured!" And now I am. And at me comes to an end last molecules of oxygen, cylinders - empty. And yesterday again dreamt about you. Went on any ladder, and you began to kiss me. The such will dream? And I at what? Generally, I very much for a long time already at night do not sleep almost.

We Have Found Out, Whether The Woman The

We have found out, whether the woman the negligent voice who has been not brushed can, in the middle of the cluttered up apartment and not washed children to send the husband to take out dust - and to make thus so that children really concerned the father, as to God. I understand that from the point of view of many our women is a sedition. And in that our trouble. And basically after all it is unimportant: whether to the father we concern, as God, or God subsequently we start to concern how before concerned the father. A question in other: whether the father which difficultly even simply to respect is necessary to the child? The woman can be really the woman only in the relations with children and with the man. Wish to be the woman? Be. For this purpose it is necessary: to be ready to service to, entirely to accept a direction of a life of the man and, the most important thing, - to have thus surplus of emotional heat to give it, without considering." Here transposition of other newspaper article which opens sense of the book published by the woman American and with enthusiasm by the translated Russian woman: "I.

Here, You Will Tell, It Was Scattered! Only

Here, you will tell, it was scattered! Only it is better, day - for a day. Year - for a year. That has longer sufficed. You my favourite, you my most-most expensive person, here I ask Destiny, God and who there still is: let will be to you - well! My sun, Egorushka, I love you, I so love you! Sometimes comes to mind: and can more than anything and it is not necessary? Can even: after all you with me - are constant, your presence of th it I feel almost that physically. All the same the person - after all first of all its soul. All speak: "The family says goodbye to a body of the such." Means, such is heart, soul, thought, and the body is not he. And if the body is not ourselves means, I have the most essential, and my life filled over edge with you, is - the "higher" life. Here in what you escape and what to do? While I am, you will not take away yourself from me. Would be to fifteen me of years, there would be I of other warehouse - would have been ill, can, and "have recovered". And so - well after all it is impossible.

The The Woman More Aggressively And More Scornfully

The the woman more aggressively and more scornfully in relation to the husband, the comes to it an old age more likely. Well, to each his own. It is asked: so, venerable Nina Terentevna, you suggest us to return to patriarchy, to slavery, to silent humility?! It is not necessary to hold me for such the silly woman, lovely my interlocutors! Who-who, and I in the life have seen enough of tens men - both close, and absolutely closely, and only one of all of them, unforgettable my last spouse, Peter Aleksandrovich, to it heavenly, was both it is cleverer, and is stronger spirit, than I, was the present natural leader. Only he also deserved that I unconditionally could rely on its word, only behind it one I was true "for-husband", felt as behind a stone wall. But they were men, and in the dialogue with them I concerned them as to men. And they became those, or not aspired to correspond to mine to them to the relation. Even the man-boy, that is the one who under the spiritual constitution is ready to shift all responsibility on the wife (and first of all - on mother), and that it is brave the plumelets when the wife validly with it addresses, and is ready to move.

And Then The Stewardess Has Again Gone With

And then the stewardess has again gone with the containers between numbers and has approached to the odd fellow: - Pliz, the sir! - My God! I to you have clearly told: grandmas are not present! And then, it is dazzling smiling, she has answered, as has learnt its all-knowing computer: - On a freebie, the sir! On a freebie!. Perfection is born only from interrelation of the qualities inherent in each floor; if male studying occupies first of all mind, and contemplation of the female is live treads on corns the full satisfaction to reason brings only a combination both, that is pure essence, free from all distinctions of a floor, as property of ideas. The higher unity assumes always an orientation in two opposite sides. The unity only then has value, when its source - abundance, instead of poverty. So, one floor is improved in one, another in other, and both of them, mutually counteracting, together promote surprising unity of the nature which most closely connects whole and simultaneously allows to allocate the separate most clearly.

My Darling! My Forces Are Settled. I Cannot

My darling! My forces are settled. I cannot hide the thirst more. Not to find a universal shame in eyes of associates, I should leave. Forgive, forgive, forgive me!" Also it is hard - a resignation at own will. As in a fog, with the squeezed heart I spent , to which time. My God, has called Anastas!. Yes, the life knits sometimes such knots, writes such plays which, purposely you will not compose as try: both, as have agreed, have acted simultaneously. Yes, however, to both it was simultaneously very thin, as well as to the third. Easy enough, not to show employees the ropes the personal events I has answered with the dry reference to employment, has hanged up and has continued meeting. Anybody has understood nothing, only at Alevtiny something has puzzly trembled in the person. She has obviously guessed, with whom I speak and have understood that conversation this unusual. Having finished , I have told: "All are free. Alevtina Sergeevna, be late for a second". All have left. It remained to sit, having looked down.