Lika_k 31 августа 2015 г., 22:26 Пожаловаться May the Gods all preserve for me (until my present form ceases) this clear and sunlit view of external reality, the instinctive awareness of my unimportance, the cosiness of being small, and the solace of being able to imagine myself happy. The Book of Disquiet Fernando Pessoa 4,1