Author of quotes: Alexander Lisin

- What am I to do with it, I'll be?! - I recoiled when ravenous eyes narrowed cat eyes literally hit me in the chest. This plague! He's probably not going to want to go with me! And how am I going to go?! How about the road to ask will?! Of buzz? Will pomarico? But I-it's okay, and he told me how to answer? Tail as a pointer that will work?!

Darkness is an endless ocean, the black waves, which lazily lick pitted bays shore life. You can enter into it anywhere, to walk along the edge, to go as far as possible... but what will happen there, no one will say. You can tighten the funnel of a sudden onslaught of the storm. You might slip up and ' bout to spend with your head in a fissure under the feet of the abyss. Persistent resistance of the waves will stop you in the middle of the road, but if you inadvertently go too far, ruthlessly crush, not paying attention to titles, magic, origin, or the thickness of the purse.

Opponents, supporters... unfortunately, sometimes the same tire and those and others.

The art of persuasion is when you break someone's leg, and then regret, so that even the victim feels guilty.

Don't frown forehead - that appear in the brain gyrus, and in them - the infamous wormhole of doubt, and even - horror of horrors! thoughts.

Wow... <...> It still thinks! I do not understand, however, what place, but nonetheless.

Only the strong are able to admit their mistakes, and only the wise will not lie to yourself.

Absurd prejudices, mater, in the same unemotional noticed I then decided to add fuel to the fire: - However, they obsolete most difficult - human nature to cling to all sorts of nonsense.

- I thought that we had left debts.
- Your debts each defines for himself, barely noticeably shook his head a murderer. And for other people, fortunately, is not responsible.

Yes, I am honest, fair, gentle man. So I kill with a light heart and a clear conscience.

Over the years, old friends can become bitter enemies, while the enemies do not hasten to occupy the vacated space.

Good to be a master [necromancer]: what would the cemetery went, everywhere you genuinely happy.

I sighed.
Why women do it? Why is any threat, they almost always react with a squeal? Yes still manage so clean, without a single mistake to get such an octave that after half an hour she was ringing in my ears?!
- A-Ah! - howled pale Veria at the sight of rushing at her at full speed of a naked man.
- S-s-s! in the tone told her the zombies at the same time ratopariva hands wider to shravasti paralyzed from the horror of the prey.

The intuition is born, first of all, from experience - taught my first mentor. And only a small part is due to natural abilities to foresee.