Character: The devil. Page 1

If not for Boyd, I would be tickled Ava.
If not for Boyd, we would Marshal amused.

The abundance of ideas people removed through the nostrils by sneezing.

The absurdity of the right word, to believe in something that is so easily refuted.

There is some soul!!? Never heard of it, and, as they say, would not recognize.

You do not come to know the joy of birds in flight rushing - Because you are in a prison of their five senses poor live.

- PR my greatest invention after the incest, explained the Devil. - Then people automatically sells his soul even enter into a contract is not necessary.

Because you are a child!
Ha, ill be watching! I'm a woman - a clever bitch that video...
- ... The road to hell.

- Listen, big boy. There are three reasons why you should go. First: look at him - goes with girlie polically!
- Between other things, it's - harp.
- Okay, it's - harp. And this dress!
Tunic!!
- Reason number two: look what I can do.
Wait, what is all this??
- Hmm, you know, he's right!
- All rot! I am not sure how to tell you to leave.
- Go!

You wish that God were not God; even if he felt love, anger or pity, it would pass from his perfection to perfection more or less. He cannot descend to feelings that could not fit into the form.

Nothingness is not! Emptiness is not! Bodies everywhere are moving on the immutable basis of the Space. If Space is limited, it would have no space, and body - that's why he has no limits.

No goal!
Unless God could be the purpose? What experience could teach him what kind of meditation will determine this goal?
To start, it would not be effective, and has now become useless.

The French invented love to draw primitive need in civilized clothes, came up with the candy, hearts, rings although it only endorfine and genitals.

- What have you done?! Did you kill him? Is he dead?
- I don't know, Sam, I'm not a doctor.

- You know, Sam, I don't understand you. You don't want to work here... You don't want to work for me... But what do you want?