Book: The sandpit generals

The joyless existence of an outcast boy is full of sin: Wick had to steal almost every day, brazenly lie, begging for alms on the threshold of rich houses.

The day will come when we ourselves will change our destiny...

Homeless, wayward children, about whom no one in the whole world cared, remained his primary concern. He wanted to get closer to them not only in order to return them to the fold of the church, but Padre Jose Pedro dreamed of somehow easing their situation.

- If they return, this abomination will return, padre.

It was they, ragged, dirty, hungry boys, who hurled choice curses and tarred cigarette butts picked up on the sidewalks, who were the true owners of the city and its poets: they knew it perfectly, they loved it with all their hearts.

But he knew that Doldon, who went to die alone so as not to infect anyone, was beautiful. People become like this when a star lights up in their heart. When they die, this star flashes in the heavens.

From the first sight they understand that the Cat will grow into a real pimp - boy, soap-free fit the woman soul, the one who is robbing her and batters, but gives love.

I want happily it was, but the people I always get sad. Happiness I want to portray, but not beyond...

Those who knows no fear, in the heart of the star.

Those who knew no fear in life, become our saints.

Love is a velvet blanket, it hides the imperfection of mankind.

Well, when life is joyful, but the flesh is satisfied, the food delicious and plenty of it, the soul of the deceased, well, when love is happy...

Life was good, women, irresistible men - friendly, and cost just to have one as women were made more beautiful and men more friendly.

Freedom is like the sun. More powerful and better than her nothing in the world.