Book: The fog on their native shores

Money is the lifeblood of this world. Blood of our industry, of our industry. For the money, Osia - you can buy a lot. Very much. But, fortunately, not all...
- You know, Nikita, you are talking terrible nonsense. Because it is stupid and extremely dangerous: money cannot buy the most important to humans. Love. A life of dignity. And a good death. You know? Woman for the money - you can buy. Her body, her submission. But her love never. For the money, not love. For the money, at best, are given. The same with Homeland. From the blood in my veins your or is not the least bit independent. When sitting in a trench, no matter the name of your roommate: Ivan, Aslan, or Abram. It does not matter. Only thing that matters is which way he shoots. Okay, screw this. Anyway, we with you each other will understand. So it's better for women...