10 Quotes by Mariia Manko

At that moment, I had apparently signed a contract in blood. We all know the power of spoken words; well, they are as powerful as a signature...

The arrows in the glasses disappeared. I stopped on the embankment. My eyes were filled with tears. I wiped my tears with a white handkerchief and threw it into the Rhine. The handkerchief was carried away as was my last hope for peace . . .

And what could I do? I remembered Jacques from Shakespeare's comedy: “The whole world is a theater. In it, women, men are all actors. They have their own ways out, departures, And everyone does not play one role. Seven. action in the play that ... "Hopelessness. Fear. Victory.

I wondered if I could become a Muslim woman. It is unlikely. To live only for a man? No, it is not my way. I must live for myself. It is unwise to dedicate one’s life to someone as they won’t even be grateful in the end.

There were no doubts. My new friends obviously ‘collected’ men from different countries. I realized that therein lies their revenge on their errant husbands.

We believe in what we want to believe. I recently read a book about autosuggestion and decided to test it....

You know, I went to Berlin to have relax—' I stopped. Should I tell him about my magic sunglasses? Would that make my whole story even more fantastic? I decided to keep quiet about it; my frankness had some limits.

Abaya?!'Sayid was so surprised, and it seemed to me that I had said too much. Probably, it was the astonishment of a Muslim who could not imagine a Christian woman wearing abaya.'Sayid, do you believe me?

Having slowed my chaotic thoughts, I wrapped myself in a towel and fastened one of its sides near my breast. I looked in the mirror, 'Move it! It's time to be brave!' I went into the room