Character: Sir Dzhuffin Of Halley. Page 1

In life in General is full of extremely dangerous things. The most dangerous - the ones we don't understand. And those that do not exist.

To pump blood in a vessel? Well you give, sir the Pit. Sorry to disappoint you, home canning is not my path. Easier not to kill the enemy than to stock it for future use.

He looked comfortable enough that the whole ridiculous bows, and blond tangles sticking out from under the turban, the eyes blue, like a newborn kitten, and crazy, like the Order of the novice in the first years of teaching. One word, handsome.

For a person regularly meditates on the meaning of life, you very well know life.

- You just have to scoff, - I sighed.
- I'm not kidding, a merciful save you from illusions.

You need to learn not to experience these feelings, or at least to ignore them. Keep distance between themselves and him - know what I mean?

Should be curbed storm, not a pathetic draft.

Also, I left sir Pit a good weapon, believe me...
- What? - With a heavy heart I asked. - Or is it a secret?
It is not a mystery. Just about guns it is better not to speak aloud until it does its thing. Words sometimes kill the power...

A return to its true nature more than anything.

... all started the case should be brought to the end, even if we are talking about a trifle.

People who are able to mock their own troubles, are expensive.

Don't despair and don't go crazy. Save your hot head. A lot of troubles and one of you.

Breathe your breath - a matter of life and death, never have you had more important things to do than this...

No power does not guarantee the continuous, uninterrupted flawlessness.