Author of quotes: Eugene Schwartz. Page 2

In every man there is something alive. It is necessary for live to hurt - and that's it.

It is unlikely that the vodka will deliver man pleasure if you drink it as directed by your doctor and buy in the pharmacy with a prescription.

Young people - cruel people, because they still did not have time to worry.

Is their love seem especially strangers.

I have to believe that they will die.
And I calmly and adequately represent,
How brazenly included a death in my hole
As shirotae table, as I have no complaints perish.
No. I won't die. I fly, I fly.
I am worried the sun in three girth
And the shade of orange. No, to be here I don't want!
Want to go home. Where I was once.

All men are pigs, but some admit it while others break.

Lovers of all that is good. And husbands killed. Little by little. Every day.

Lancelot: - the Work will be small. Worse embroidery. Each of them will have to kill the dragon.
Boy: And we gonna hurt?
Lancelot: - You do not.
1st citizen: - And us?
Lancelot: - you will have some trouble.
Gardener - But be patient, sir Lancelot. I beg you - be patient. Immunized. Campfires - the heat helps growth. Remove weeds carefully so as not to damage the healthy roots. After all, if you think about it, people, in essence, also, may be, perhaps, with all the caveats that deserve careful maintenance.

I'm in his cell and fashioned a violin from black bread wove a web of strings. Sadly playing my violin and quiet, but you are to blame. Go to our music from whence there is no return.

In the Black mountains, not far from the hut of a woodcutter, is a huge cave. And in the cave this is a book, complaints book, written almost to the end. To it no one touches it, but page after page is added to written still increases each day. Who writes? The world! Written, recorded all the crimes of the criminals, all the misery suffering needlessly.

Are you so innocent that you can say absolutely horrible things.

He recovered. You hear everything: he acted like a madman, going straight, not turning, he was executed - and that he's alive, alive as anyone of you.

The first Minister
Living water, now, now, now!
The Minister of Finance
Who? This? But it brings only good people.
The first Minister
Have to resurrect good. Ah, you do not want to.

It would have been rude, it would be inhumane to chop the head of the poor madman. I protest against the execution, but little medical intervention over the head of the poor must be performed quickly. Medical operation will not spoil the holiday.
Our dear doctor, as you know, therapist, not a surgeon. Therefore, in this case, to amputate the diseased organ, I suggest to use the services of Mr Royal executioner.