The person as the book, consists of a set of pages, but thus is whole. Any pages saw many. Any anybody. Any even he didn't see. There are torn pages, is soiled, covered with drawings by someone. And that is written on a cover, can not correspond to the contents.
I change, to myself without changing... I don't take vengeance on enemies, but a hand I won't shake... Mistakes only I forgive to children! Treachery and meanness to anybody!
Good night and sweet dreams my dear friend Hussein!