An alcoholic is an empty person, empty inside and empty outside.  Alcohol is necessary for this person to manifest in reality.

While you run after the crane, the tit will fly away.  A fastidious person runs around and looks for the best.  Desperate to find the best, this person decides to take the good, but it is no longer there.  The good is over.  Those who pursue the best are forced to choose the worst.

A man in a jacket sits on top of a man without a jacket and strangles him.  The man in the jacket is obviously vain and considers himself superior to the man without a jacket.

Superfluous and of little value is necessary because when they steal or take away valuable, something will remain so that life will continue.

What is of little value, superfluous and unnecessary is then needed if what is valuable and useful is lost.  Everyone loves value, anyone will want to steal it.

One man was too afraid of rats and therefore died of insomnia.

Do not sleep, sleep runs  from the clock.  The man is lying on the bed with his legs stretched out stupidly.  It's all about stupidity.  If one did not pretend to be asleep and try to catch the dream, the dream would not run away from him.

How to escape from pain and suffering?  He needed to distract himself with something more important.  Tell yourself:  "It's all nonsense.  The main thing is that there was no war and all that."

If you are filled with joy or fear, share it with a stone and throw that stone into the water.  Do not infect other people with your fears and joy.

A person goes where the toes of his shoes are directed. 

A person dreams only of what he has no idea or is idealistically aware of, that is, does not know about the negative aspects of his dream.  The knower knows that the rumors about Super-values are greatly exaggerated.

An alcoholic is an absent person in whom there is no presence.  To be present, such a person must drink.

Shortage and overkill of money is slavery from money.  Consequently, any overkill and shortage generates slavery.

Hunger perfectly pacifies fear.  An empty stomach makes us Manly.

Long live those who do not want to live.  Dead souls live long.  They curse life and so life enjoys making them live and suffer.

I slept, and in my sleep I knew no sorrow.  Then  I woke up and things got much worse.

How to get rid of fear?  Infect everyone around you with your fear, and then say:  "How brave of you not to be afraid of him."  Fear is treacherous, it offers a deceitful bargain.  Fear speaks:  "Scare other people with me and I'll let you go."

If something is expected in two weeks, it could easily stretch to 4, 6 weeks, or forever.

The more from you to the top, the smaller you seem.  The shorter you are from the top, the taller you seem.  So small goals make you big; big goals make you small.

Many people think that they see everything, but they see no further than their own nose.

A smart person is different  from a fool who prefers not to think about what he does not have  no point thinking.

It was a funny but vital situation.  We go to the restaurant, where we were told that we would have to wait about an hour.  We thought it was a long time and decided to go look for another restaurant.  In the end, we ate only after three hours and did not eat very well.

The man is caught on his lip.  The larger the lip, the easier it is to catch a person.  The lip is desire.  To roll your lip is to tame your desires.

There is nothing valuable inside the bright candy wrapper.  Ordinary candy.  Nonsense, cheap, dangerous to health, poison.  What fool thought Candy had any special value?

It is impossible to save from the word at all.  Save in one place, lose in another.  This is an inescapable law of nature.

Why is the fool round?  Because his stupidity is all-encompassing.  Whatever the fool gives, it all ends in some kind of hemorrhoids.  Secondly, this is due to the high mobility of the fool.

The meaning of our being is the evolution of a fool into a smart one.  A person gets smarter through experience, so the system makes it so that the Fool is round, highly mobile and predisposed to movement.

Lack of choice makes choices easier.

An alcoholic is a person in whom there is no presence, but only absence.  An alcoholic is the absence of any human being. 

An alcoholic is a person who has fallen into nothingness.  A man who has nothing but the unspeakable idea of salvation, appearing to him in the form of light at the end of the tunnel.  And this light is visible only in the process of drinking alcohol. 

An alcoholic is a person who does not exist and manifests himself only at the time of drinking alcohol.

Bubbles were coming out of the bottle.  Long, taut, spaghetti-like strips of water came out of the bottle.  Out of the bottle came…  What just did not come out of the bottle.  The bottle was magical.

Tight jets of water, like strings, crawled out of the bottle.  It was like gins crawling out of a bottle.  A man was sniffing at a bottle, moving his nose like a rabbit.  Taut strings through the nose penetrated the brain of this man and played divinely pleasant music, intertwining it with chords of inhuman pain.

The world does not exist for those who have nothing inside.  Nothing exists inside and nothing exists outside.  This is selfishness.  Too much attention is given to your beloved.  Why is there a boundary?  To divide worlds!  But if there are no more worlds, then there is no more border.  The boundary dissolves into nothingness.

When you unrestrainedly go outside yourself, emptiness and longing form inside you.  Quelling your pride, you return inside yourself, gaining firmness and joy.  Going outside yourself is being ashamed or afraid for other people, projecting your shame and fear onto them.  Watch yourself, not other people. 

While you are looking for what is not, even what is is lost.  Another person gets tired of looking for what is not, he does a favor and decides to take what is, but it is already disappearing by this time.  As a result, instead of the best and good, you have to choose the worst of the remnants.  Such is the fate of those who wish for the best.

Open the window, open the window!  Air me!  I can't breathe!  In the bondage of VICE, as in a prison cell, lies a twisted and broken man, a former servant of God.  He longed for freedom, but what he found was hardly the best.