Author of quotes: Matvey Lebedev

We will order the coffin, the funeral of the right. Will find you and bury... - Anya hummed, rocking on the bed like a pendulum in a cramped coffin clock.
Yes, I have not once heard this song. The neighborhood kids often howled her under my window, accompanying himself with clapping and pritoptyvaya. But as he sang her new hair began to involuntarily move.

I scratched a fingernail on the rough surface of frost on the thick glass. If erased the protective layer on the ticket of an instant lottery.

That's all you have, Olga, well composed. And the house is full Cup, and hunky husband. Here you have another baby. You see, the character would be acquired. And that in fact the Tyche-Tyche with!"

An immense woman with curly hair, pulled down three jelly chin.

Crazy girl gone! There would in school to stay. Warm notebooks to sort through. Give her a lousy Datev any scum.

She tied the laces. Now, though, morden does not smash.

- Believe in these fairy tales?
- This is not a fairy tale, a legend!
- Without a difference.
- Tales when their telling. Legends the narrator is not needed. They are immortal. Tales have something to teach or scare. Legends need to remember...

Sad but true: the less money we have, the more often we grab the wallet.

There was a silence, interrupted only by the monotonous Champ Charlie. The guys exchanged eloquent glances. My credibility was on the scales contrary to a terrible mystery, which was kept institutionalized children from adults. If not for a broken paw the dog, I would have never managed to equalise in the battle for children's hearts.