A fragment from the famous speech of Joseph Brodsky, which he made at the stadium in December 1988, before the graduates of the University of Michigan.
The moment you blame something, you undermine your own determination to change something and increase the vacuum of irresponsibility that demons and demagogues like to fill, for a paralyzed will is not a joy for angels.
In general, try to respect life not only for its charms, but also for its difficulties. They are part of the game, and it's good in them that they are not a hoax. Whenever you are in despair or on the verge of despair, when you are in trouble or trouble, remember: this life speaks to you in the only well-known language.
However, this is the only world available: there is no alternative, and if it existed, there is no guarantee that it would be much better than this. Therefore, try not to pay attention to those who try to make your life unhappy. There will be many such people - both in an official position and self-appointed.
What your enemies do becomes important or important from how you react to it. Therefore, rush through or past them, as if they were yellow, not red. So you will save your brain cells from useless excitement. Switch the channel: you can not stop broadcasting this network, but in your power at least reduce its rating.
The goal is to give you the opportunity to express yourself as fully and as accurately as possible. In a word, the goal is your balance. For the accumulation of the unspoken, unspoken properly can lead to a neurosis.
To avoid this, it is not necessary to turn into a bookworm. You just need to buy a dictionary and read it every day, and sometimes - and books of poetry. They are cheap enough, but even the most expensive among them cost much less than one visit to a psychiatrist.
If you need to rebel with all these "I-don't-take-u-you-no-penny", rebel against those who are not so easily wounded. Parents are too close a target (as well as brothers, sisters, wives or husbands). The distance is such that you can not miss.
The world is imperfect. The Golden Age has never been and never will be. In light of this - or rather, in the darkness - you must rely on your own home cooking, that is, manage the world yourself. But even within your own pie, you must prepare for what you, in all likelihood, will have to taste in equal measure both gratitude and disappointment.
Always remember that there is always someone near you - a neighbor. No one asks you to love him, but try not to disturb him too much and not hurt him. At the worst, try to remember from what far away - from the stars, from the depths of the universe, perhaps from its opposite end - a request has come not to do this, just like the idea of loving your neighbor as yourself.
