Character: Hai

When did you forget this simple truth?

Apparently, you never know what you have going on in your head.

- Do you think that I'm ever like that, Athena?
- Marriage works wonders.
Thank you.

- Burden of a king is very heavy, brother, - at once ceases to have fun, I said, standing at the doorway of the tent on buckling legs. - And hold it without losing his own soul, is very difficult. After all, when you get used to the burden, you will not notice its severity. Don't see how fast it eats into your flesh and blood, as cleverly substitute all that was once expensive; as gradually blurs the senses, kills the pity, eliminating previous weaknesses. Yes, you become stronger, tougher, more aggressive. You're well protected presented by her armor of indifference. You can look at dry reports and not think that there is drawn numbers - this is someone's extinguished life. But the government is killing you Man. How have you been and what probably never will be. So no... I'm sorry, I do not believe... and probably I never will.

- You have nothing more to say? - with a coolness inquired His Majesty.
Actually... there is, I share the regret I looked down at my feet where my right heel got stuck sickly the mud, and jerked his foot. - I think you live very easy. To carry such a weight...
Damn. Not disengaging.
- Pushing it like a heavy log...
What a jerk! Firmly stuck!
- Shoving forward, swearing at the fools who endlessly get underfoot...
No, really, what a plague! And where I managed to piss it off?!
- Sweating, tearing in the blood of his hands...
Phew! I finally and angrily swiped the heel and meticulously studied the second boot. But he, thank God, was fine.
- ...and all so uncomfortable, very heavy and unwieldy machine called the "state" a little bit, but moved. Just a little, but got better. Slowly, gradually, painfully long. After all, you have to think a hell of a job. And ungrateful, besides to keep for yourself the sky is very difficult. Especially if you stand on top all alone, wearily wipe the sweat from his forehead, cursing everything in the world, but still standing, keep... simply because there is nobody to give this hard wearing. And thus at every moment realize that you not only no help, but still, what is particularly sad, not even you will understand...

You're right, father. We say: if you long to sit by the river, you can see one of her swims corpse of your enemy. But they also say something else: do what you must, happen what is destined. Which path to choose, only for us to decide. And only our job to do what the heart tells us. Though, probably, and in that and in other case has its own particular wisdom.

About malignancy, is pure nonsense. I am white, soft and fluffy... just now get sick and therefore temporarily became angry, harmful and itchy.

- You fought bravely.
- You didn't see it all... I did not find peace after all this?
- Understand that only the weak believe that what they do in battle is their human essence.

... The beetle and crawled across the rocks and through the air, and under water, but monstrously slowly... What I just did! Even threw in a blast furnace. The beetle fused to the bar, and he even paws singed! I doubt that he even knew about the existence of the furnace. Just crawling and crawling. It ended up that I left it in his safe. For a month he crawled through four inches of steel and disappeared somewhere.
- ... Your bug was... as a three-dimensional fly, which runs on a flat two-dimensional picture. Here she runs this fly comes in fire, water, nuclear explosion, the sun - and nothing can stop her. A fly doesn't even notice them because flies are not interested in paintings.

Loss of arm - payback for my blindness.
Looks like I will have a lot of time to think about it.