Character: Sir Dzhuffin Of Halley

I almost got into a good mood. But he noticed this dangerous tendency in time and took control of the situation. Thoroughly depressed, skillfully alarmed.

Any trifle may be the instrument of fate.

I wouldn't complicate if I could read your mind, but for some reason, some interjections. And the refrain: "your mother, Your mother, your mother." Expressive, but not meaningful.

... sometimes, indeed, exactly what happens: you immediately get what you want. And sometimes only a dozen years later when the sudden fulfillment of a long-forgotten desires is called "a nasty surprise".

You have so much anxiety and so little discipline, that I wonder how you're still alive.

"Over the years," you see, everything goes. And somehow that's considered good news. As if these "years" - a small coin, which any fool chests crammed, not my precious time.

- Why do you want this thing, Max? Getting ready to move, grow economy? Almost robbed my neighbor, huh?
- You'll laugh... but you're already laughing, Masters with you! But you saw yourself how scared she is. I just couldn't leave her there.
- Box?! You mean the box?
- Yes, a box. What's the difference? I felt her fear, I saw how she tried to roll away... But if things can remember the past, it means they somehow perceive. So they live their mysterious life, isn't it? In this case, what's the difference who to save: a box or lovely lady...
- A matter of taste, of course! Well and imagination at you, kid! Well done! How many live in the world, but the heroic rescue of boxes I haven't participated!

Good thing you left a vampire, Max. And I don't know how I would feed? I would say in the morning, the Kimp: "Please, darling, kamru and sandwiches for me and a pitcher of blood for sir max!" Had a little bit of lime all the neighbors. To use his official position to cover his tracks... Not drive such a sensible guy because of a trifle! I praise you, have you noticed?

To be a sliver, riding the waves, definitely easier than the sea which carries it. But the sea is the Almighty element, and sliver helpless. You have already decided what you really want.

And don't be sad. When a good man finally accepts his fate, that is no reason for the world's sorrow.

All my life wanted to put someone like you on your knees! - he said crossly. - You just burning with passion for this cart!

Don't let any of that crap to ruin your appetite! Problems come and go, but your belly stays with you. His needs - is sacred.

When you struggle every day to be more effective just to turn into a person for whom your impossible - even a simple and natural thing, said Dzhuffin. - It solves all the problems at once. Very convenient. But to get out of the skins should be as seldom as possible, though, because the return is enormous, almost backbreaking labor.

"Himself", "himself"... It's all useless philosophy, waved his hand Dzhuffin. - If you did, then did! That's what's important. And to think it is not necessary.