Character: Germont Arigo

- This is peculiar to us. - Eugen peered into the flaming wall, as if hoping to make out the legendary gate. - We remember what is no longer there, and we rarely talk about what is not yet. If you are interested, I will gladly tell you.

Life is full of such opportunities, that die, fall ill and lose the war simply indecent.

- What's his name? - Germont suggested to sorree second carrot and realized that he wanted in the saddle. Right now.
His name is Baron. Ainstainer smiled. - I won't mind if you sometimes will call him Eugen, but try not to drink with him brotherhood.

I think that fighting with the past, and it's still present and becomes the past when the war ends. Quietly and forever.

- We still let the wolf into the sheepfold... for the First time since Twenty years!
- I'll be surprised if I say that now we have to tear off the wolf's skin?

Sad Language could still defend himself, he wanted to defend himself. Old, abandoned, for a few weeks, it became necessary and important, for it was ready to die, he believed, he took defenders and fell, and they went at night. Quietly, furtively, to cover the deception fifty horse, who at the first shots will flee. Will remain broken walls and riveted, mutilated guns, which for fidelity to tightly scored throat...

Still, amazing squirt, and they say the youth was crushed! Lie.

Regrets it! Like the Fox about to devour the cock. Before the first chicken.

- My General - cheered the doctor, ' you have a cold because of blood loss. I took a wound, but you need to lie down. Ten days, no less. Impossible to move in any case, and the leg should be raised at least to the height of the pillow, otherwise I would not answer.
- A pillow with a guarantee?

- Report!
- My General, you are wounded.
I hadn't noticed!..

Thank - smoke and fire - the works that first you have to make.

Respect is no substitute izdohshih love, and the benefits of friendship.

Davenport still didn't know his son, but tried not to show it. Some do their job with a dagger in the back, others faint, stepping on a nail. That's life.