Author of quotes: Olga Boldyreva

It was like trying to compare the plus and minus. On the one hand negative is something negative. But on the other, those advantages fully to the cemetery. Only they're called crosses.

So I only have time to be offended by the vicissitudes of fate. Apparently, the vicissitudes of life, sorry my mad, immediately rushed to correct the situation.

The world is heading nowhere, heading for any longer, already rolled away and now lying in some far and dusty corner.

Here Gabriel will find a way even out of the dense forest. Maybe it's because of her gift to her will help and birds and beasts and trees? Yeah, with her gift to tear down, to break, to turn inside out and everywhere to organize branches of the mental hospital - she's anybody will point the way another kick and to speed up give, just gone to another place.

Women were terrible creatures, no matter what race they belonged to.

- Ellie, my friend, believe me, people are created not for the fact that you killed them.
The boy shrugged, clearly regretting that I haven't, and as if asking "And what else?"

Anti-magic fetters had something like a MAG-dropout tells them to crumble into small pieces.

If my conscience is, it certainly represents some very perverted form thereof.

- Gabriel, you should be ashamed! - nuns reproachfully looked at the whining from laughing and started to help the elf to shake.
- I am ashamed - I agreed. - But funny. Shame you can about yourself. And laugh out loud are better!

Again, as it turned out, the team picked up sensible, at first glance composed of complete idiots. They quietly gave me a piece of information that really for any other would be a useless set of words, and took this oath, that Mama do not cry! Even the notorious maniac would dare to go against the oaths of trust to the force to which he belongs. It's simple. In some worlds, people and other living beings can manage without a soul with a slight feeling of discomfort. But not here. In this world soul is a strong link between the mind and the body. No soul - man/dwarf/elf/someone else becomes a useless piece of meat. He can no longer control your body. It continues to exist without his commands and die quietly, so as not able to open my mouth even to eat. Although a rational creature continues to understand and feel inside of the body. Isn't it a terrible fate?