Normal people are satisfied with that God has given to them and if It has not given anything to them drink up pivko and
silently bear malice concerning those, a pancake for which more than others it is necessary. And Nik-Nikolas was not normal,
it was typical self-made-man. Such also is not present in the nature at all, never was and at all it will not be fast....
The tongue-tied? Demosfen too was, on hearings, tongue-tied. If you wish to become the orator, it is necessary to speak -
much, loudly, long. Year. Two.
To mum, the little sister, to a mirror. Daily and on neskolku hours...
If you want, hearing almost without having, to learn to play a guitar, it is necessary to buy the self-instruction manual, a guitar,
and to play. Long. It is a lot of. Year. Two. Daily.
To the little sister, sestrenkinym to girl-friends-mockers. Ritchi Blekmora from you will not turn out, but to please a society, if
necessary, you will manage...
At school of physical hands, having inspected it with some even amazement, has told ozabochenno: "you will Not jump -
grandmas short. And in basket you will not be... And in volleyball... Perhaps, a grenade to throw?." At it reaction was - to hell.
Also it was clumsy, as a teapot. It was from a birth and is for ever braked by the Lord. It was not simply nesportiven, it was
antisportiven. And then he began to play Ping-Pong. It is a lot of. Often.
Every evening. Under the squeezed laughter of partners and pretty spectators. Already at institute, in a corridor on the third
floor. To obaldenija. You know, how it looks: a teapot, trying to play Ping-Pong?. Before disgust. To the detriment of a
science... The First racket of a course it did not become, but the third, by the way, - taki-yes, has become. Also has snipped
off suddenly at delivery of norms the category on five thousand metres. And ten thousand has run so that it have sent was
on Games of students, but he has refused to go - to it has become is uninteresting, after all he has already achieved the: has
once again overcome in itself of a teapot and has caught what the Lord has given short to it...
And time was not absolutely. It should overcome still absolute inability to languages, to dances, to swimming and to painting...
And it it has overcome all - all almost museum set of tears, antiabilities, holes and the poverty, got to it by nature. So by thirty
years remained in it by nature only: the bony face, a wrinkled, sinewy, turtle neck, an earthy skin, yes krivovatyj a huge nose,
yes grey, is eternal a painful teeth, yes without eyelashes and without eyebrows - this magnificent set he has not managed to
overcome eyes-gimlets even).
What the hell he on it has put an eye, is asked? Other maids on the parties were not? Yes kvantum satis though with their
ass eat. No, has fallen in love, the fool, in the girl of the Owner. In the mistress. In the wife. Perhaps, it encouraged it? And
though also encouraged. It very young, the little fool still, a lamb bleating... ("It, what - is pleasant to you?""Yes"" My God,
yes that you in it like be pleasant?! "" It - cheerful... "" So. And I, mean, - boring? "" Is not present.
You - great. "About My God! They not people, all the same. They are women.) it was intolerable. It was sramno. And
disgusting something in it was. Fornication. Temptation any, devil. And - an absolute hopelessness....
- Well, where you climb, in lovers? You are ugly, the kid, well to whom you such is necessary... At you from a mouth bears, as
from a cesspool, and the neck is badly washed. You that, do not see - it the princess, and you are a Nutcracker. And no
more that... The Nutcracker from a dustbin. Pick up sljuni, a puppy not purebred or go to bljadjam...