Author of quotes: Stuart Turton. Page 1

- No, not him. I have been dealing with his malice for so many years. She's his own, believe me.

He [the father] taught me that women are weak creatures whom the Lord has deliberately created to be flawed so that men may valiantly protect them. I thought so until I saw men begging for mercy in the war and their wives rushing at the enemy with hoes defending their land. People are divided into strong and weak, not those who wear pants and a skirt. Before life, everyone is equal.

Boredom can become a spark from which a fire will break out.

Anger makes worthy husbands stubborn, and stubborn look pitiful.

If the devil wants to sail aboard the Saardam, let him buy a ticket like everyone else.

Galleons are kept afloat equally due to superstitions, wind and waves.

My mother was a healer and often faced the machinations of the devil. She told me about children who lured their parents into the forest and killed them. About the possessed, whose skin burst, because the demons burst out of their bodies. For them, we are mice that you can play with and then tear to pieces. It all starts with a mark like a sail. Its purpose is to scare us, because intimidated people are ready to do anything with anyone, just to get rid of the fear.

Some songs are not just songs. They rekindle smoldering memories. They awaken longing in the heart.

- Why are they needed? Somehow I did not see a demon killing a child, raping a woman or setting fire to a house along with its inhabitants. You were at war. And you know what men do when no one and nothing is holding them back. They don't need Old Tom's whispers for that. Evil comes from here ... - Drecht tapped his chest. - We are born with him. Take away uniforms, regalia and discipline, and only this will remain.

- And do you know, Mr. Sloan, how to determine if a monstrous criminal to release? He really reformed, or just says what he wants to hear? He drinks from a flask. - Let him live a day in which all his deeds are perpetrated with impunity, and see what happens.

If I knew that the dawn Paradise, but wouldn't sleep another night.

I absently take the handkerchief, thank you. All a blur, I'm overwhelmed, I can't believe this is happening. He wiped the face blood Stanwin, I puzzled looking at the scarlet stain on his handkerchief, as if expecting an explanation. I just spoke with Stanwin, and now he's dead, and I don't understand how death could be so... immediate. There has to be something more - chase, fear, some kind of warning. You can't just die. It looks like a fraud: I paid so much and demand even more.

Every tomorrow is a priceless gift.
To him it is only necessary to walk.

The true nature of man most clearly manifests itself when he thinks no one sees him.