Alexander Zalan

I'll write while I'm breathing.

Live with the current day, otherwise someday you'll wake up and realise that all remarkable and gorgeous moments have passed towards your eyes, while you're waiting for the best shot to reveal yourself

Constant love despite almost impossible anti-clamix towards this place of the rising sun...

Do I haste to live? Definitely, no. I endeavour to surpass tomorrow's me.

Sometimes I want to impersonate a fountain, but specific circumstances don't allow me to do it.

I don't want to be memorized for everyone. I want to stay real,endless and inchangeable for my parents, kids and their descendants.

Provide me with an ink, paper, inspiration and place me on the high point on the edge with the sunset and sunrise, and I will make a masterpiece for you.

Endeavour to explore the surrounding world, try to do your best and jump over you head, only in that case you'll achieve a result.

Personally I know only one person who wrote about utopia. Afterwards he was executed. I suppose it's not my genre.

Perhaps somebody has alredy written it. But I want to write a story from the end till the very beginning.

I'm enormously afraid of one inevitable and trivial thing - that one day I'll simply cease to exist.

Nowadays it's more beneficial to act like a mutt, than understand reality.

Being unique - be yourself, only so you'll distinguish yourself out of the ''grey'' and motionless reality. Train positive perception of the surrounding things.

I am such a person who rots without the mental activity.

Sometimes I really want to lease a suite in a Davy Jones__ Locker and spend several hours, being immersed in reminiscence and exultation. All the gadgets and cell phone connection won__ work there, it could be the most cherished and long-awaited moment. But with the tremendous pace of life and daily miseries I simply cannot afford even this instant. It__ so trite and rueful.

As more busier and overwhelmed you're, as more free time you have.

If we estimate people's responsibility according to the time when they were left exceptionally on their own, then today's generation is a stubborn crowd of hopeless peers.

Frankly speaking, I'm not afraid of death. I don't endeavour to avert its advent. But I don't want to be a witness of it.