Byvaet, chto liubov' obrushivaetsia na nas vnezapno, kak uragan s moria, no poroi rostki ee poiavliaiutsia iz semian druzhby i doveriia. Kto-to kogda-to skazal mne eti slova, i ia ikh zapomnila, no lish' teper' poniala, naskol'ko oni verny!