Character: Larry (Larry)

I love everything about you that hurts.

- We're old friends!
- Long. Kindergarten. Both wanted to be Kafka, started together. You're closer to him than I was.
- Yes, I was the insects.

Let the noon rose loses its beauty, which was with her at dawn, but then her beauty is real. In the world everything has an end, it is unreasonable to ask that something good lasted, but foolish not to enjoy it while it lasts.

I was particularly captivated by the idea that to grasp the Reality by using knowledge. In a later era of Indian sages, condescending to human weakness, admitted that salvation can be achieved through love and good deeds, but they never denied that the most worthy, although the most difficult path is the path of knowledge because the instrument of his most precious than man possesses a mind.

For God's sake, get me out of here!
- Give me the gun...
- To hell with the gun! Save me!
I can't reach you, if you don't give me the gun!

The start was good, but no one managed to win all my life.

I slept in new York with a prostitute.
- Why did you tell me?
- I don't want to lie to you.
Why?
- Because I love you.

Time - what a vile invention?