Book: Visit the old lady

Your love died a long time ago. But mine simply will not die. But to live she can't. She turned into a monster, like me, are like those of grebes and dead rhizomes, which disfigure the forest.

That left in life - to watch as the rushing train.

My dear, if I, as a politician, have not had the opportunity to dream of a better future, not tying him to the crime, I would long ago have resigned. You can be sure...

Hell you carry. You are older than me and mocked with the hope that know people. But to know this only himself. If many years ago you betrayed the girl for the money, do not think that today people will betray because of money you. You measure on a yardstick. Well, it's natural. The reason that awakens in us the fear hidden in our hearts, it breeds in our sins; understand that and then you will fight that torments you; you will find the weapon to defeat your fear.

Can't fuck with the ideals, for the ideals of the people bleed.

God does not pay the money.

The world made me a prostitute. Now I'll make it a brothel.