Eighty Percent Of Our Criminals Come From

It Is Out Of Reality That The Most Peculiar Tale Of All Is Born ... Some Call Me The Elder Granny, Others - The Dryad, But My Real Name Is Memory. It Is I Who Sits On A Tree That Keeps On Growing, And Growing, It Is I Who Reminisces And Tells Stories.

Time Is So Fleeting That If We Do Not Remember God In Our Youth, Age May Find Us Incapable Of Thinking Of Him.

She Laughed And Danced With The Thought Of Death In Her Heart.

Well, It's Not So Easy To Give An Answer When You Ask A Stupid Question!

Being Born In A Duck Yard Does Not Matter, If Only You Are Hatched From A Swan's Egg.