Character: count Cagliostro

Unfair. Why open secrets difficult, if inexplicable simple?

You helped me a very important thing to understand. It turns out that love is the opportunity do not hesitate to give his life for another.

The other loved. When you have time?
- Is it in time? Sometimes two minutes is enough, one look... And all will turn in the shower! You know how it goes! You know how there is love!

- Can't sleep?
- Yes... Here. I love to walk at dawn.
- On two horses? The seat is not enough.

- You're crazy. Love is a divine feeling.
- A common misconception. The fire also was considered divine until Prometheus stole it not. Now we boil water on it. That's what I'll do with love. Not for myself - for everyone. People will stop suffering and be happy.
- All?
All, without exception.
- And if someone does not want to live happy?
- Then he dies. All desires must be fulfilled.

People want to be deceived, remember that. All cheat all, but do it too primitive. I have turned cheating into high art, so became famous. But then I discovered another truth... I Think someone up there decided to screw me. You know, I don't call this love. Fear, joy, respect... I can easily evoke in people. And love... Alas.

Who eats little, lives long, for a knife and fork, we dig his grave.

- Come, count! Well, I got excited, and will be! I forgive you!
- God forgives, that's his problem, not yours!

- Ready to tell the whole truth?
Well... the whole - not the whole... what interests you?

Today I had a vision. Galatea will call Lorentsiya.

I can't lie, young man. All people are divided into those, which is something you need from me, and the rest, from whom I need something. I want nothing from you. Lay out what you want.

How awful, that I'm not afraid to die. Probably because Cagliostro was already dead, died of his feelings and desires. It remains only the mind unhappy mind, who imagines that he is alone in the universe, and everything is permitted. A mind that questioned all the laws of the universe and set out to approve their own.
He asks me about the last favour... He breaks free.

- Chase?
- Chase, Your Majesty.
- It's wonderful. When leaving from a pursuit, then anything else is not think. The time necessary to fill the event, then it flies...