Character: Kai

Therefore, the world has become like this.

- But what about ... People living now? What have we done wrong? Tell me, Mia, answer me honestly! Why did my mother have to suffer so much and die so terribly ?! Why was my mother eaten alive ?! There must be some reason ...

After all, flowers given by a man are still a very special kind of flowers.

- Is this your daughter?
Damilola puckered like Grim said faux pas. Kai, on the contrary, laughed, showing sharp pearly teeth.
He's my parent carbohydrate.
Is your who? - asked Grim.
- She was joking - said the embarrassed Damilola. - There is such zeravshanica idiom - "sugar daddy" sugar daddy. An elderly man, which contains a young girl and makes her all sorts of gifts.
- And you tell me no gifts do not, ' said Kai. - So you're not a sugar daddy, and that's exactly what carbohydrates parent. Or even saccharin guardian, was a sugar substitute.
- And why the guardian? asked Damilola.
- From the verb "bake".

I guess love is when you want to save someone you love. Especially when it's very difficult to do. And the harder, the stronger the love...

Even the inhale and exhale you are doing only for the reason that compels you to the impending suffering, she said. Try and hold your breath if you don't believe. And who would have otherwise been breathing? And as you eat, drink, recover and change their body - because any posture in a few minutes becomes a pain. Similarly, are you sleeping, love and so on. Second by second you run away from lashes, and Manitou only occasionally teases you into a false carrot that pobolney to whip when you come running. What kind of freedom. The route in any person only one - is the one in which he passes through life.

Among you there is neither good people, nor villains, but only poor people who want something to do to forget about their pain.

Life is a narrow strip between the fire of suffering and the specter of high where running, screaming with terror, the so-called free man. And this hall, only in his head.

Your thoughts, desires, and impulses that compel you to act - in fact, not yours. They come to you from obscure space, as if from nowhere. You never know what you want in the next second. You're in the process was just a witness. But your inner witness so stupid that immediately becomes a party to the offence and ogrebaet in full...