We grew up in a place without a hint of love. Perhaps this was the single thing that bound us forever.
Vadim BabenkoHis list of complaints to the world all of a sudden became way too long.
Vadim BabenkoThe concept of harmony being preserved by the universe itself was obviously to his taste: he was getting old and was afraid of death.
Vadim BabenkoOnce again I realized: the aura of Indigo does not save and does not protect. It can become a magic carpet, turn into seven-league boots or a heavy cross – but it’s not a guardian angel to deflect troubles with its thin hand.
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I was amazed at how routine, how mechanically this most powerful intellect was created. It was no burst of inspiration, but almost physical labor instead. I asked myself: was it the same way for God?
Vadim BabenkoNothing is forbidden in the world where you reign,' his eyes said. 'There’s only longing for those who are not here, for those few who are worthy of you.
Vadim BabenkoShe recognized her emerging impulses, unchecked and capable of surprising anyone, but she needed help to awaken them and set them free. When flirting with men, she tested their courage in hopes that their shameless gaze would help her find something deep within herself.
Vadim BabenkoMany races were mixed in her, and she was better than any of them taken separately. In looks, in smell, in taste.
Vadim BabenkoHis customary tactics relied on piling up a heap of accidents until they grew into a clear inevitability – or at least into the likeness of one. Inevitability was something you couldn’t argue with – this was the secret of success.
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