Book: Profession: witch. Page 1

People our dragon did not eat in principle - considered harmful to health due to high content of alcohol, nicotine and cholesterol.

The sword in my hands - the terrible weapon! Especially for me. I'm sure swords are animate beings and they are against me.

Yes, you see, the midwife is not just head down dropped, and swung the head against the wall slammed.

Adherents - people curious, they just point to the forbidden fruit, look away for a minute, and the fruit will remain lonely stub.

Why do I remember stupid stuff, but serious stuff you have to almost fight to wrest from creeping sclerosis?

Of two evils choose only those who lack the courage to speak out against both.

I prefer experienced inexperienced friend to a stranger - said, as cut, Len.

Immortality is not rabies, bites not transmitted.

So, according to etiquette, when meeting with the Ruler of Dagevi I had: 1) bent in prostration, 2) to call his full name and titles, 3) wait for the question, 4) your name and the purpose of arrival 5) to praise the heavens for what they gave me this light moment of the meeting, 6) to promise to behave and 7) humbly ask permission to stay in Dogie until you get sick of me. And, scattering in expressions of gratitude (even if you get a kick in the ass), to give another nod, and a ceremonial handing scroll.
Instead, I allowed him sweaty horse without permission familiarly switched to "you" and threw the stupid questions, I forgot his full name and admitted that he did not want to remember. In General, worse than ever.

"... Loves bad jokes and repeatedly moves their pupils to the teachers..."
It is about a bucket or something? Yes, it was a one bucket, rather voluminous. Stood on the beam, over the door of my room. A kind of homemade trap for the neighbors in the School dormitory, in order to teach it without asking to borrow my notes and pans welded to a week of soup. Maybe the Teacher wouldn't get mad if the bucket is still overturned, and fell on his head upright, along with the water?

- You're a grown, intelligent woman!
"Neither one nor the other, nor the third", I thought.

- You never lie, Len. But not telling me how talented!

- And you can... fly? I asked a long time I am concerned about.
The gods have endowed man with sense of humor.
- Looking where to jump.

I would say that aspen?
- Arshinov ten treated.
- The wind or against?
- Across.

The teacher began a lecture on practical magic assault survey, ruthlessly blowing on the bottom of the young Chelny mind, deprived of the ballast of knowledge.