Author of quotes: Artem Rocky. Page 4

Despite all the commotion, the men ran an organized - no one behind and not ahead. War is a good school: not yet the evening came, and people have learned how to run. Now the case for small - to learn how to advance.

Smart-ass always enough, and to sit in the bushes for them - a sweet deal. Let someone sheds blood, and get out when things calm down.

I have a good human dream is to find a machine gun with boxes of ammunition.

Knowledge is power, it is only necessary to dispose of them.

- Yes you happen to be revolutionaries! - sneered the girl. - What generosity: Rob, kill, rape and kidnap. Truly noble nature.
- Yes, - has seriously answered the horn. Is the best definition. And don't laugh: all the revolutionaries at its core has always been bandits.

Oleg was surprised to become convinced that the ship, though dramatically slowed, but not stopped. It felt like an anchor caught on something heavy but transportable, since it allowed the ship to move. Someone frightened shouted, pointing over the stern, looking in the same direction, Oleg sighed: among the tangles of foam demolished roll, shot up the huge, dark tentacles from the water rose a huge carcass, ridiculous twitching trying to free himself from the anchor legs, entrenched in the body.
Spider surprise released the steering paddle, gasped:
- Fuck Lord of the level! Who is it that we theconnective?

... in the next moment broke out in such florid curse that felt like a real sea wolf.

Anya shook his head.
- Since you're such a great wild man, I could try to make fire by primitive means.
- Dear lady, except for matches and lighters, I can only use the flamethrower. All sorts of rubbing sticks and pieces of flint do not inspire confidence in me. I'm afraid that with their help, I to old age, the fire did not rekindle. You can try to hit you on the forehead, that from his eyes sparks fly, but I think you are on this experiment do not agree.

The deer was too timid at the sight of the travelers, he gracefully jumped across the Creek and disappeared into the woods, not disturbing and twigs.
- What is it? a frightened voice cried Anya, from behind the guy failed to consider an animal.
Propaten Przhevalsky. Listed in the "Red Book" there were five pieces on the entire planet. How old are you?
Sixteen.
- Bad, - feigned sigh Oleg. - He feeds on girls no older than twenty years, so you passed.
- I was asked in a hurt voice exclaimed Anya.
- The usual deer, and not the North, and the noble.
- And do they differ?
- Of course! The Northern three feet more.

- And the women you are in hell?
- Well, as without them?
- What? Cute though?
- And why are we in hell ugly?

Cellie stood by the wall, < ... > and tone, unexceptional, said:
- And now you're going to do what I bid thee.
Of course, yeah, now drop everything and come running to do his valuable guidance. Don't know where I fucked up this time, but I do know that standing in such a place at such a proposal to say Yes, as before the evening will be the happy owner of a holey spoon. Well, not only tarnished the dishes give the prisoners the ritual of sending to the bottom of the social abyss worked through.

... standing near nastorozhilsya gopher burrows.

Here there are places where a heart prepared to sing, and the soul flits colorful tropical bird. But there are others where not to sing, to curse do not want: dark, hopeless longing, rickety grave crosses, the stench of decay and hideous croaking of crows. I, unfortunately, was exactly different.

... the drafters of the plan at all desire can not accommodate all. They are just people, and people are not omniscient.