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─ Dark matters are sewn together with white threads...
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─ Not every ruble contains a hundred kopecks! ─ the suspicious one said and counted, counted, counted the pennies...
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─ Whoever thinks about the disadvantages lengthens them...
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─ Some books are worse than a bathhouse, you sweat over ideas that are not in them...
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─ Anyone who wears a hat does not have fresh thoughts.
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─ If Napoleons are at every step ─ be Pushkin...
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─ If you are not Pushkin yet, don’t write ─ you don’t need two Pushkins...
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─ You may not be Pushkin, but you must be Napoleon...
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“I am a mushroom because I forgot my umbrella,” said the philosopher and squeezed the mushroom rain out of his brain.
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─ Duality expanded until recovery...
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─ Don’t choose a path, don’t choose a fellow traveler, don’t choose anything, don’t take anything, wait for the best, which won’t come, so always wait, and if it suddenly comes, then reject it, because it can be even better.
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─ If you dream in reality, sleep twice as much...
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─ Close your eyes to death while you are alive, close your eyes to life while you are dead...
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─ Don’t go around the abyss if you have wings, but go as you go, if they suddenly open up in the emptiness ─ then you want to fly, but if you want ─ go, but if you want ─ fold it, if then you fly ─ then don’t think ─ up or down...
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─ If you want the car to fill up with hay, put a beeper in it with a neighing sound...
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─ If you add nothing to something and subtract nothing from it, something won’t work out...
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─ Not everything can be hidden and not everywhere you can hide, but you can change the context, and then everything will be sorted out...
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“The wheel will someday stick to the chariot,” said the squirrel, imagining how it would spin in it to move the chariot...
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─ You are a blank slate with no lines, it takes forever to read you...
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─ Emptiness was created, there was only fullness forever...
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“Whatever Sofa says, it’s just sophistry,” said the philosopher, Sofa’s husband.
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─ God doesn’t change the weather to please a bug...
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─ The king is naked! ─ said the boy,
─ The king has a naked retinue! ─ said the People.
─ The people are naked! ─ said the retinue.
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─ Sleeping pills “Panipropal” are taken either in the morning or in the evening...
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─ Look at the roots ─ despise the tops!
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─ If you want to get out of a hole, dig a hole in a hole and get out of two holes...
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─ It’s better to be blind than to have special views,” said the conformist...
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─ No matter how much I want to, I still can’t click anyone on the nose, because if I click someone on the nose, then I click myself and this is irreversible.
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─ When the vibrations of ambition merge in your spine with an unimaginable crescendo, then you tremble in unison with the general insanity and call it life.
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─ The golden cockerel had iron teeth ─ there wasn’t enough money...
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─ Don’t look where you put it, because then you won’t expand the boundaries of existence.
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─ If you have a clear conscience, that means you have amnesia.
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─ An actor becomes an actor only when he contradicts his scriptwriter.
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─ Where there is essence, there is dregs...
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─ He who whitewashes evil spirits is doing something dark.
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─ Plus ─ this is a bifurcation of minus, ─ so whoever adds ─ loses everything...
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─ I’d like to meet a girl: one fat one or two thin ones...
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─ Multiplying evidence with evidence ─ you get lost in endless illogicality.
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─ You can’t fool God by the nose, God has no nose but yours...
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─ The flying insole flew until aliens started living in it...
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─ Truth begins with deception.
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─ The body is an illusion of the soul.
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─ Now the artist is not the one who draws, but the one who paints...
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─ The great detective Sherlock Holmes smelled of the acrid coolness of cat urine, but he was not a cat person, he just loved only dogs and no one, not even he himself, knew why he smelled like cats. This was the only case that Sherlock Holmes never managed to solve... Maybe because the dogs he interacted with ate cats, but this is just an assumption...
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─ The great detective Sherlock Holmes could not defeat only a dog. The Hound of the Baskervilles! But not because he loved dogs. He was a cat person. And everyone he tried to save from the terrible dog began to smell like cats and fell straight into the mouth, but not even to the curse of the Baskerville family, but to the most paradoxical predestination.
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─ Only well-fed wolves read the stars. Only hunger brings them back to Earth.
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─ Paradise is a dead end and the gates of heaven have closed...
© Yuri Tuboltsev