Character: Thomas

"Don't confuse green with sour," he threatened. - There are more of us. Say: Who is this?

Overwhelmed by despair, he decided to sell his life as dearly as possible.

Rules are limits set by the privileged.

This world is neither cruel nor kind. He just is. We have the ability to see both, but the choice is ours.

This is German romanticism - a circle enclosed in a kvdrat, a symbol of the fact that any differences can be perfectly combined with each other.

We have a short memory: people want to return to youth only when it has already passed. Because really, it's a terrible time, and all say they were very happy, although in reality was extremely unhappy.

When such a woman as Louise leaves she's not coming back.
- Who told you that I want her back?
Sooner or later you want.

- I, Yes, fell in love.
Marcelo looked me in the eyes, as if hoping to find something to refute my words, but found none. Incredulously he raised his bushy eyebrows, which gave his face a comical expression, and exclaimed:
- Yes well you, Thomas!
- You think this is weird?
- No, not strange... Well, I told you, - he muttered. - First of all, I think it is the greatest folly. If you have a little problem!..

- ...habit destroys everything, including people. And after four years of marriage...
After five, I said.
- After five years of marriage, everything becomes a habit. Habit leaves no place for novelty, and without novelty there is no charm, no love. It's true. But there is more.
- For example?
- Well, I don't know, something more important, ' he replied impatiently. - A sense of partnership, I believe, affection.

...how sickening, when you teach all day...

...well not to lie, but sometimes it's better not to tell the truth without having to lie.

- It seems to me that people are almost always wrong. Who is unhappy with his partner, does so out of dissatisfaction, who is happy - in order not to dissolve in each other completely, a kind of compensation.
- And who is neither - to be able to talk about it.

- At least you saw the world.
I saw the city, - she corrected me. - And it's not the same. At first it drags, but then get bored, I assure you, because discover that, in fact, all cities resemble each other."

- Where are you going?
- On a date.
- The children!?
- No, miss Newman.