Character: Rick

Ooh, galoot! Why when you drink you feel good, and when you stop - just bad? Oh, how I'm going to faint!

Oh! Sailed! "Two bottles of vodka, "Belomor" pack - you came to me a delirium tremens."

- What is love? Desire? - quietly asked the girl, trying to understand.
- Desire is only one of the components of love. Wanting someone you aspire to possess a body, and loving - to the possession of a soul. When you love, - I tried to explain to her - you want to be close to your loved one. Strive to breathe the air, because without it, you suffocate; I want to live a life with him and raise grandchildren. This is when you can feel his pain as his own and Woe is divided into two, and the joy is multiplied many times. When the beloved gives you, just flowers, and it seems that he gave you the whole world. You're given the freedom, because the only right place is next to him.

We, the people... every person has good and bad sides, but almost all of us want to experience love, spiritual and physical. Without love man is blind and deaf. He's like a lame, devoid of many feelings and sensations, impoverish his life.

- Why did you sacrifice yourself for the cat?
I felt infinitely sorry, and I tried to explain:
Because worse heart failure can only be a lack of cordiality. When you can without harm to themselves selflessly to help - help not watch someone in front of you: man or beast. Compassion can't be taught. It's either there or it is not. And you know... - he Paused and continued, gathering thoughts: - I feel sorry for the creature, devoid of feelings. It's a doll, a lifeless mannequin, a talking puppet.

- I direct all the sheep docile.
- You are not a sheep, but...
And thanks for that! Then don't be a sheep!

The usual pajamas: wide pants and a short tank top cute beige. And the fact that on his chest the words: "YOU - infinitely good, phenomenally clever, devilishly attractive, divinely beautiful, exclusively decent and probity, unprecedented talented, hypersexual, unmatched unmatched MONSTER"...

Is lame you education! AI-Yai-Yai! Disgusting raised the boy! Completely lose sight of one important rule that should be drummed into the empty head to the furious women and bulls across the road to become impossible! Danger to life!

- I don't threaten... - shared I considered, feeling a palpable moral advantage. In a low tone, neutral added: - But the hut will burn!

- And your well-being? - not behind the priest of the cult is alien to me. - Calm?
- About as! - I hatched him. Condescendingly assured - do Not worry. All right. Will calm me down when I rest. - Cross over. - Go in peace, my son!

Someone in the story, and I'm stuck.

- Do not you like? - with amazement stared at me one of my aunts twins. - It's the latest fad!
Rather, the risk of dying.

No matter how slick and fast rider, the time will come when he will fall to the ground.

If someone has even a modicum of patience to spread your wings, it will fly when that happens.