Women's magazines regularly publish pogovorčke about what is what is known Slovenian in your purse, no can not do it from home. Interestingly, asking me all these cool, this issue, what I have in my purse, but I have not yet been received. And probably I will not, because in my purse I do not wear cosmetics of famous brands such as respondents ladies, which I never know whether everything indicates you really have, know, use and carry in their purses, whether it is just a form of advertising communication, consumer pleasant. Itself carry large bags not for cosmetic wedding invitations products in these bags usually do not even have (also on the shelf in the bathroom are all less back to nature soaks my skin, so I use most often one great natural cream homemade), wedding invitations but because - books. Because rarely leave home without it in my purse at least one, and even the way I like to get carried away in the bookstore, I'm heading back home to several instances of me essential goods. Books I read on the bus, which I drive into town, where not ride a bike or go on foot instead, depending on the weather, I read them when I'm waiting wedding invitations in the bank when zaidem to the doctor to check the line at the post ....
Let me tell you what the book / mini book - I love the small-format books, soft cover, wedding invitations easy paper - is read in these last days. A lovely, with beautiful photos provided bilingual in Slovenian and German (excellent exercise a foreign language!) wedding invitations Author John KLARIĆ entitled not been sent SMS messages :) / nicht Versenden wedding invitations SMS: (, released in Klagenfurt Hermagoras published last year. This is a theorem, aphorisms, presented as a text message it is never met. Meaning me, you, of course!, if we have not met, dear readers, never mind, but it is important that I meet him, this gentle, beauty and wisdom friendly Ivana KLARIĆ! If I could use only one SMS shouted as the thorn in the heart, is entitled to the purchase of this beautiful book. But I tell you, there are more than one. Did I gather, choose, which is my favorite and decided for this: Beauty killed when her runs views. beauty dies when it runs out of view. therefore let's be wasteful with views of beauty from morning to night and in the dream under closed eyelids! Or what can or anyone who is not carrying a beauty? view more profound: the visible is yet invisible, already in the current future, and this is often the most beautiful. NOW to dig into the beauty of nature and practice your eyes zaziranja in the woods multiformity of greenery and flowering, but also see pobožajmo, wedding invitations povohajmo something quite close, what a tiny, tiny. move me to tears burgeoning leaves and the third grandchild must listen to the same song: "Look at this pathetic grace! know, this leaves the baby, this little button, and soon he'll wedding invitations grow up and be a big green leaves, and then will come the autumn and will painted in red, yellow, and then the elderly and tan and dry and fall off. On earth will fall asleep under the snow, but when spring comes, the tree will drive away new tiny babies like right now, look, look how soft and cuddly! "When I talk about her slip-baby, talking about her life, growth and passing on death, which is inevitable, but life does not stop it, because it is renewed and reborn. Children are obliged to tell the truth from a very early, truth life and death. truth beauty, who dies when it runs out of view. Beloved Leo Buscaglia, who loves the leaves as they love me, and sometimes applied to the living room that stays in the middle of them, and I get angry when somebody wedding invitations sweep with his father's grave, leaves, which are so gentle light blanket, Buscaglia, a book which we live, love and learn - they would have each bag of my heart-I read over and over again, thus Buscaglia wrote a book Autumn ticket Timija ( Buffalo 2010) and it talked about the meaning of life and the passage wedding invitations so beautiful that understands the importance of death and largest small child, if you only read the book with an open heart, if only hopes to look really into it. Slip Timi was the last leaf on the tree, see is how all the other fallen away, it was so alone and lonely, and when the wind caught the wing that is slowly falling, falling, he saw for the first time in the life of the whole tree. And he understood the meaning of living trees, ourselves and the world. Beauty dies when it runs out views. A not only beauty dies, he dies the soul of man who does not look and do not see. subsides when its beauty, withered hearts. absence views that would be retained because it is not the eyes that it fresh and bright, it does not have anybody to growth, poor heart with no views. wedding invitations worst thing is if we can not view ourselves. can rush with great purse and a bunch of cosmetic products in it, moving arms and legs, kimamo and odkimavamo, but their heart is empty , happiness is not because they do not look it, so can not see it, feel it, feel it. We are closed from the pain, locked entrance, in order to avoid something terrible in this poor heart. Given that only one door, the door was locked pain but also the door of love. Without love, we live and dead dried heart. heart is empty, no luck / back you up and scared wishes (F. Preąeren). Days are
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