Author of quotes: Stuart Turton. Page 3

He hates old age, advanced age considers evil, corroding, and absorbing man.

As for me, winter is a hundred times warmer heart of this woman.

Poor boy. Because he drove all my courage, and now kicking for cowardice.

A secular society is a dance, and I'm too old to dance.

Your impatience is understandable, but the house fire is put out, if just to rearrange the furniture in the rooms.

- My grandmother Heather Hardcastle, ' says Evelyn, noticing that he was looking at the picture on the wall. - Portrait she's not flattered, she hated flattery in all its forms.

- If in your power to release me, so why can you not immediately do it, damn you! - I exclaim. - Why all these games?
Because eternity is a boring thing, ' he says. - Or because the game is important - the game.

You know, the one who sits at an empty table, you'll be happy with any crumbs.

- Wealth poisons the soul, and my parents for a very long time rich - like most of the guests invited to the celebration, says Evelina. - Do not forget that a courteous manners - just a mask.

- You know, I don't remember. What is needed for the child who has everything?
"He needs everything - and more than all, like everyone else".

- ... You shouldn't be upset about its shortcomings. They are for everyone. Although if I had just appeared, probably, too, feared would be all in a row. She gently squeezes my fingers.
- Thank you for your kind words, but in my case it's some kind of deep, instinctive state.
- Well, what of it? There are people worse galliforms. You're not a villain and not a villain. In addition, you now have the choice. Rather than writing a character at random, as we all do - you know, Wake up one day and did not understand how I became this person, you will be able to look at the world, to its environment and to select those traits that you are attracted to. For example, honesty, as this man, cheerfulness, like this woman. Seemed to come to a tailor on Savile row and order a suit...
- In your opinion, it appears that memory loss is a gift? I say, feeling like my sadness is dispelled.
- And what else? You have a rare chance, - she nods. - If you don't like who you were before, then become the other. Because you now do not interfere. So I'm jealous. And the rest of us have to live with the mistakes of the past.

The worst thing is that he me in no reproaches, but rather regret. The angry criticisms are weighty and tangible, they can be refuted, at least with his fists. And that's a shame - fog, in which it just lost.