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Sadness in reserve
Men believe that women often hysterical for no particular reason. Women believe that men's sense of some relief because of the typically male parenting and bad fighters. Who is right?

I'm torn pantyhose. Broken heel. Do not call my favorite. Mom said: "I would not advise you to walk more to the hairdresser." At work, forbidden to put the dots in the text ... In general, a complete set of troubles.

If I talk about friends, we have spent on a comprehensive analysis of my troubles more than one night. If I talk about it to some man, he replied in one sentence: "Come on, do not pay attention!" I used to take offense: "That's all you can say about this?", As now understood, that is all he can say for any occasion. Because if a man and can do something better than women, because it was "not paying attention." No matter what. In general.

And I envy them, by golly! I envy the taxi driver who heard the song "Sorry", immediately switches to another station. I would not have been able to. I would turn up, rode, sang this hymn of self-pity: "Excuse me-ah-ah-ah, the loss of Loss-and-a-while, watching the rain and would be sad as a reserve, even if to say goodbye to anybody in the near future and was not going to.

I envy my friend who said: "Yes you, my lad, tum already planned, and he then merciless diagnosis quickly ran to drink beer and watch football.

I envy men who were throwing the girls, but they do not light scented candles, do not lie face to the wall and do not weep for "our song." Instead, they simply having sex with other girls and even manage to have fun.

rare women could well turn away from unwanted feelings. Yes, Scarlett O'Hara said: "I think about it tomorrow, but it still was a literary heroine. In real life, so sensibly argue only by men. And women tend to think the problem here and now. They are mentally bought tables at the Cafe Tosca Green "and sit there until closing time, savoring their troubles, as an expensive wine.

Women call other women and spend hours debating the "why-law looked so". Women are the primary patients of psychotherapists and major consumers of paper handkerchiefs. Women in droves are recorded for training "Know thyself" and with any attempt to dance therapy cope with their emotions. Women are consulted on matters of relationships with men, friends, superiors and subordinates. Women are nervous and seek advice. Men looking for comedy in the video store.

can say that men are fools. They say, never talk about their problems, preferring to do pretend that nothing is happening. But perhaps this is the most effective tactic. Perhaps if the throw of thought about the issue in the most distant part of the head, then there It will disappear with time and. Like the packet of biscuits, which I hid from myself in the farthest corner of the locker and found only when these cookies can be was nails nail.

Here's my theory: women are eating too many biscuits. Ugh, that is, spending too much time for serious reflection and "mentally are a lot of bridges before you reach the first. " As in the parable, when the girl was crying because of what is presented: oh, how it would be terrible if She had a baby and he would have fallen off the bench and died. "Do not cheat yourself," says a man. And we marvel at how they can be so insensitive. "When will the beat-you cry," says the man, and you think: "Well, chump! No proshibesh! »

But when it experiences helped to resolve situation? Is it that you lose a couple of extra pounds and a couple of millions of nerve cells-that's all the joy. But how much time would be released if We do not waste it on thinking in the spirit: "She told me, and I told her," or: "I do not know how we will repay the loan in the next year, or: «Если бы он изменился, то наши отношения улучшились бы».

Мы не понимаем, что надо фокусироваться на решении проблемы, а не на самой проблеме. Мы не хотим know how it is convenient to live one day. We can not imagine how nice a man to love the way it is, and not the way it could be. We are so worry about the past ("Oh, what beautiful shoes were!") and future ("I wonder if I could find somewhere similar?"), that we lose as a result of the present. We forget that today is the only day which truly belongs to us.

(c) Thank you radulova

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Good

Again snow ground powder,
not give up without a fight, Winter ...
I'd like to believe in Good,
Do not go wasting mad ...

train of rushing pedestrians,
What is wrong with service in a hurry to go home ... Very
I want to believe in Good,
And listen to the most important words ...

lives we are living like,
not hide from the tears and losses,
Help me believe in the Good!
I долгу не останусь, поверь...

(с)пасибо просто Игорю

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The Most Famous Man in America

This is what Debby Applegate called a book of hers. There have certainly been not a few famous Americans, but it's H. W. Beecher I have dicovered today and I am definitely fond of him ))

    No one predicted success for Henry Ward Beecher at his birth in 1813. The blithe, boisterous son of the last great Puritan minister, he seemed destined to be overshadowed by his brilliant siblings-especially his sister, Harriet Beecher Stowe, who penned the century's bestselling book Uncle Tom's Cabin. But when pushed into the ministry, the charismatic Beecher found international fame by shedding his father's Old Testament-style fire-and-brimstone theology and instead preaching a New Testament-based gospel of unconditional love and healing, becoming one of the founding fathers of modern American Christianity. By the 1850s, his spectacular sermons at Plymouth Church in Brooklyn Heights had made him New York's number one tourist attraction, so wildly popular that the ferries from Manhattan to Brooklyn were dubbed "Beecher Boats."

Beecher inserted himself into nearly every important drama of the era-among them the antislavery and women's suffrage movements, the rise of the entertainment industry and tabloid press, and controversies ranging from Darwinian evolution to presidential politics. He was notorious for his irreverent humor and melodramatic gestures, such as auctioning slaves to freedom in his pulpit and shipping rifles-nicknamed "Beecher's Bibles"-to the antislavery resistance fighters in Kansas. Thinkers such as Emerson, Thoreau, Whitman, and Twain befriended-and sometimes parodied-him.

And then it all fell apart. In 1872 Beecher was accused by feminist firebrand Victoria Woodhull of adultery with one of his most pious parishioners. Suddenly the "Gospel of Love" seemed to rationalize a life of lust. The cuckolded husband brought charges of "criminal conversation" in a salacious trial that became the most widely covered event of the century, garnering more newspaper headlines than the entire Civil War. Beecher survived, but his reputation and his causes-from women's rights to progressive evangelicalism-suffered devastating setbacks that echo to this day.

Featuring the page-turning suspense of a novel and dramatic new historical evidence, Debby Applegate has written the definitive biography of this captivating, mercurial, and sometimes infuriating figure. In our own time, when religion and politics are again colliding and adultery in high places still commands headlines, Beecher's story sheds new light on the culture and conflicts of contemporary America

Taken from
http://www.enotalone.com/article/19050.html

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Another one from HW Beecher

"Books are not made for furniture, but there is nothing else that so beautifully furnishes a house. "(c)

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Henry Ward Beecher

" Where is human nature so weak as in the bookstore! " (C)

Oh, yeah))

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Friday, evening it on workers' dopozdna. Not vpervoy. But it today I feel like a child in kindergarten - all gone home, and I should have to wait, looking out the window and adding the boring cubes into words.