Author of quotes: George Smorodinskii

Ninety percent of cases of courage is a show-off or unwillingness to appear a coward.

Black over the hill deepened in two monstrous monsters and the figure of the father Vessy were dimmed with mist. HART! In the vision Morty didn't look so huge! Now, from a distance a few hundred meters, it was noticeable that their size is three times superior to the murdered us Nergal. Seven hundred and ten levels! Amount of HP is hidden, but even scary to imagine how much of it there may be.
- Oh, mother! - with his hands pressed to his lips, dangling in the camp the silence cried the World.
- Can we say that we're not home? - squinting at me, asked Wrapper. - Che, I am so six months from the collectors were hiding...

There is a science - Analytics. So, there is in the calculation of any project the three percent drop on the miracle...

Yes, I could do without a father the boy? Where more flared the flame of bestial hatred. He hated it all. This city with its gardens and streets. People unable to understand his pain. And he especially hated noble. Bastards, whose word in court is above logic and common sense.

Promises need to be carried out, a moment later, a completely serious voice said Riis. And happy is he who dwells provides such an opportunity.

Us calm, but in my sleep would
We wage a hopeless battle.
Or do you manage anger
Or the anger controls you...

... even if your woman believes in you - what else you need.

After all, most rotten - is to sit in old age and to speculate about what "might try, but did not dare - the gut was thin".

The feeling of power was so unreal that it is beyond any words. Like an ongoing orgasm... no, not that... much stronger and different. Rage like an incredible sense of peace and happiness, each hit on the enemy, like a SIP of cold beer on a hot summer day, like the smile of a young beauty.

I'm confused ... this friend has never seen and, frankly, couldn't even imagine what she could do to look like.
- A gift... the Prince... I... I'm not fulfilling his promise to wait... I'm getting married - the last phrase she literally blurted out, then sighed and lowered his eyes.
And then I was nearly hysterical. I was just immediately reminded of an anecdote in which Santa Claus opened the door blubbered the girl. And to his question, what's the matter, she, choking with sobs, explained what he was expecting when he got the call, rushed to the door to open and fell on the road. Tore my new dress, I forgot the poem learned in advance and lost the bow. "Holy shit!" - spreading his hands, disappointed and said loudly, then Santa Claus.

... believe that justice is she like about her singing in dive bars Karna? The war Split started because one side thought that with it being unfair. To tell you its effects?

... doubt in the absence of alternatives is at least silly...

You need to get up... Wincing have not retreated in pain, I rose heavily to his feet and put boots on contorted in a death grimace face gray monster.
- It's for symmetry, the bastard, ' I croaked, pulling out of his eye socket broken sword.

- ... you did not try the teeth. What about this Grey was just telling my future spouse?
- Never mind, waved his hand Max, I here they have a kind of Ivan the Fool. But I now it is possible for the buoys to swim and the street at a red light to cross.