Character: Marceline

When personal interests are not arming us women against each other, we are all as one, ready to defend our poor oppressed gender from these awful, rude and such narrow-minded men!

- Sir, it is you to judge us?
- Of course! Why I bought this post?
- God! Like it's wrong, what posts we have for sale!
Yes... it would be Better if they were giving them away.

- If nothing could force You to do this the only fair step to marry me, help me, at least, to marry another...
- Here it is - with pleasure! Just tell me - who is this mortal, forgotten by God and women?

- Invented. Let me tie. So you won't be scared.
And that you'll stop when you want to suck my blood?
- Physically - no. But... as a support it will be helpful to both of us. Psychological, you know?

We women are passionate, but shy and would cast any spell what attracted us to the pleasure, the windy woman always hears your inner voice, which she whispers: "Be beautiful, if you can humble, if you want, but that rumor about you was good: it certainly".

He was too old-fashioned to live. Did not survive the new times.

- Don't pray for me, Marceline.
Why? she asked, a little bewildered.
I don't like patronage.
- You refuse God's help?
After He would be entitled to my gratitude. This creates an obligation, and I don't want them.

Innocent as an old judge.

- My son, my son, I need you to repent! Two words! I was unfair to your lovely wife under the influence of bad feelings and although he assured me that she rejected all the proposals of the count, I still felt that they - at the same time.
- Mom, why so son is bad you know, if you think purely female conversations can make me shake?
- Son, it is very good that you're so so sure! Jealousy is...
- Mother, jealousy is a foolish child of pride or a fit of violent insanity. Suzanne but if I ever did, I forgive her in advance, because she have so much to work on...