Game: Red Dead Redemption 2. Page 1

- How do I look?
- As the insidious and deceitful murderer hiding from the law.

Gentlemen... Robbing thieves is no crime.

"Sober". Oh, how I hate that word. It kills all imagination.

Art is supposed to test people, to provoke them. I thought I was an impostor, fit only brush translate. And now I doubted. We Wake up in people's emotions, no?

If the girl has no means of livelihood... to live is very scary.

You, sir... just a fool. How can you believe in equality? I have in my entire life never heard such nonsense. This gentleman believes that all people are equal!
I don't understand, did you just call me a fool?
The fool! Fool! Fool!

Other people understand why they were born, but I... guess I was born to suffer and to cause suffering to others. It's probably not a good reason. I'd like to be able to do something else. But here, on this earth... I think I'm stuck.

This damn city has long lost its soul. Left only vile, despicable little people.

My uncle always said he was born in shit, shit and left.

We are thieves... living in a world where we no longer need.

We can't overcome our nature, John. Can't get over the change.

My dear Arthur!
You did not come. Now, looking at the newspaper, I understand why. I believe that you will not receive this letter, but I still have to send it. Arthur... Oh, Arthur. And I have ascended in their silly dreams. I miss you and will always miss her, but this life is not for me, but you seem different can not live.
When I'm with you, the world becomes clear to me, but when we separated, I see clearly that your world is not the one which you can get. I'm so sorry for everything that happened a long time ago, and for the fact that I came back to this thread. Arthur, you have a good man, but he's fighting a giant. And the giant wins, again and again. You again broke my heart, and I'm afraid I broke your.

Received a letter from Mary. What did I expect? What do I need? I could never be and never were hearts, and it turns out that it is not just I have, but still broken. Here is a fool. You poor fool. So much time was torn between two different views about themselves and now it turned out that both are true.

Love works with us strange things - even worse than hatred.