I was reading up on my Hellenic math: no zero yet, no transfinite set theory, no sine or cosine, just a Brotherhood that felt divine to its practitioners. You were back in California, riding on the waves, your father gone awhile, and me, you said, no consolation outside of the bed. I’ve never yet let go of zero, the multiplier best employed on ( Read more... )

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"Is it true what you say? Well, now, after such a confession from you, I believe that you are sincere and good at heart. If you do not attain happiness, always remember that you are on a good path, and try not to leave it. Above all, avoid lies, all lies, especially the lie to yourself. Keep watch on your own lie and examine it every hour, every ( Read more... )

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Originally posted by zyalt at Ситуация в Крыму, часть 1

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perhaps the only difference between me and other people was that I've always demanded more from the sunset, more spectacular colors when the sun hit the horizon. that's perhaps my only sin.

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这是真的。

有个村庄的小康之家的女孩子，生得美，有许多人来做媒，但都没有说成。那年她不过十五六岁吧，是春天的晚上，她立在后门口，手扶着桃树。她记得她穿的是一件月白的衫子。对门住的年青人，同她见过面，可是从来没有打过招呼的，他走了过来，离得不远，站定了，轻轻地说了一声：“噢，你也在这里吗？” 她没有说什么，他也没有再说什么，站了一会，各自走开了。

就这样就完了。

后来这女人被亲眷拐了，卖到他乡外县去作妾，又几次三番地被转卖，经过无数的惊险的风波，老了的时候她还记得从前那一回事，常常说起，在那春天的晚上，在后门口的桃树下，那个青年。于千万人之中遇见你所要遇见的人，于千万年之中，时间的无涯的荒野里，没有早一步，也没有晚一步，刚巧赶上了，那也没有别的话可说，惟有轻轻地问一声：“噢，

or, "Хоть есть не́чего, да жить ве́село."

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