Author of quotes: Andrey Ulanov

- Guys, let's go look at the station? - stuck it to comoletion.
What we have not seen? The usual gas station, the only space - indifferently shrugged the pilot. Shop with any nonsense, prices are above planetary, and shelf-life at best coming to an end.
- Well, ple-a-ASE! - whined the girl. - I still wonder, and one I'm afraid!
- What?
- Okay, shy - recovered Pauline. - And suddenly there's some aliens, as I will them to explain?
- The language of credit cards.

I first regretted that in my suede purse only fit a wallet, cosmetic bag and two certificates, instead of brick on three kilos.

...life itself is not so important. It becomes important only when you know the price. And you know it in that moment, when... when you decide that you to give you. And haven't decided yet - do you have it is priceless. I mean - no one gift is not needed, only a breath smoke.

- Sergey?
What?
You're alive?
- No, killed. Died a hero's death. And then disappeared without a trace.

Good that yourself can not protect, very soon, the good will cease to be. And not just to be good, and altogether.

Because you want to hurry to fix it. And then as happens in war - sat-sat, even the flies did not fly past, and suddenly, Guten tag and auf Wiedersehen immediately.

Said the captain: "the majority of the most incomprehensible at first glance, the cases are the simplest and most ordinary explanation". Only added thus: "And if all is simple and straightforward explanation does not work, then the rest is true, no matter how incredible it may seem". End quote.

And you get cocky more, - angrily said Alexander, - you throw like Stenka Razin that Princess... also probably got it at the... the boat painted.

A woman will think one thing, say another, do third and will blame you for the fourth!

- Why are you still up there?!
Softly, and here I lie - the young man snarled, but stood up.
- And the girl put it back? - bland asked Marina.

Apparently, strong words were not only afraid of domestic wickedness, but also of foreign technology.

Girl, can, mate, I'll start talking? No? Well, to put it mildly, hardly speaking, it's fucking sprawling.

Hearing the music I am deprived, but always ready to compensate for the volume and feeling of fulfillment.

- Len, do you trust me?
The question would be difficult, coffee's hot. In some ways I San, of course, trust. For example, if I need to bring to handle any enemy, I would not have a shadow of a doubt with whom to meet.