Character: Anton Gorodetsky. Page 5

Every President is a killer. Each of the prophet - a thousand commentators that pervert the essence of religion, will replace the bright flame with the heat of the inquisitorial fires. Each book will someday fly into the fire, from the Symphony will make a smash hit and will be playing in pubs. Under any muck will bring a solid philosophical basis.

The truth can be evil and false in many cases. For example, if you tell only half the truth. To say I don't want to talk, and explain why.

- <...> He said he understood what real Russian drunkenness.
- And what then?
Is when you Wake up in the morning, and all around gray. The sky is gray, the sun gray, gray city, gray people, gray thoughts. And the only way to drink again. Then it is easier. Then returned to the paint.

Can, cost and Other be revealed? Well, in the fifteenth century - earlier, we'd be burned at the stake. And in the twentieth could bad happen. And in the twenty-first of what? Homosexuality - can and almost need. Black, yellow skin color, fine. The lack of limbs, serious illness is a reason possible to get involved in public life. Any religion, almost any beliefs (of course, if you live in Europe).

- What is happening now sucks, but in the nineteenth when Simon Vasilich things have happened, ' said Hohlenko. - What, somewhere better? Russian shit Yes drunkenness? American arrogance and hypocrisy? European hypocrisy? Asian cruelty?
- All people, - I said.
- And are we better? - asked the witch. - Our, your... Can let it, huh?
I looked at the half-open bedroom door, where he lay in their beds children. Hanging from under the blankets, handles, feet, lay on the floor, socks and anklets.
They also to blame? - I asked. - They, too, die?
All once to die, ' replied the witch. They may not be guilty, but it is... sooner or later... a Hundred years ago I'd a couple of them just in piglets turned away from sin.

... The war criminal always. Always, at all times, it will not only heroism and sacrifice, but also betrayal, dishonesty, and backstabbing. Otherwise, simply can not fight. Otherwise you already lost.

It would be great stay everything always as simple and clear as in twelve or twenty years. If the world really had only two colors: black and white...

They are all the same - (...) people (...) hungry for fame, money, blood, found that the shortest path is always the path of the dark.
They always someone interferes and there is always someone guilty of something.

... Short road differs from the long that they charge for travel. And on dark roads I love to declare the price in the end.

- I have to meet with Rustam.
Afandi sighed and looked slyly at me.
- Whether it is necessary to Rustam to see you?
I'm so sick of this Eastern ornateness! Do they between themselves, in the home, communicate this way? "Wife, warmed up if you give me bread?" "Oh, my husband is hot caress does not replace your bread?"

Every city has streets that were built under an unlucky star. They are not necessarily located on the outskirts. Sometimes along with gloomy factory buildings, sometimes along Railways or motorways, at times at any Park or the surviving misunderstanding of the city authorities of the ravine. There are reluctant to settle, but go there rarely - if chained some protracted slumber. And life there goes on some very different laws and a completely different pace...

Who of us in childhood did not want to become a driver of a watering car? In early childhood, when not dreaming about work the banker or the killer...

Even if you love your job - the last day of the holiday evokes nostalgia.

You can make money and honestly, but to earn a LOT of money - there's never complete without a little game with his own conscience.