Book: Puppet on a chain

Another doll on a chain, like thousands of other dolls in the world. Impaled on the hook and dancing to our tune.

When a girl gets accustomed to another beautiful girl, her eyes turn into the most powerful telescopes.

Fear, if it is large enough, can plug the mouth is not less reliable than death.

I'm so sorry... I was so stupid... And sad for you...
For me?
Now I understand why you would prefer to work with puppets, not people. When doll dies, the person is not crying.

One should never criticize the chefs. The ruling classes whenever there are some urgent matters.

- The law has already tried to get me to talk. I know the law. You can't make me. I have my own rights. So the law says.
- Law stayed there, outside the door. On this side of the door we are both outside of the law. Do you know about this. In one of the greatest of civilized cities in the world we both live in our own little jungle. But they also have some kind of law. Or rather, right. To kill or be killed.

Some people will never be able to comprehend the virtues of simplicity and the dangers to beat.

Careless nonchalance, a complete course - here as do the professional criminals.

Someone's sudden death to people that open jar of honey for the bees. Both immediately amassing an impressive number of curious people from places that have just seemed devoid of all life.

People smile to others when they inspire respect or pity, or both at once.