Character: Silvers

War is a plow, it plows the earth and redistributes state. Old disappear, in their place, there is countless new.

- You like cigars?
- I still poorly understand them. Smoke everything that comes to hand.
- You are to be envied.
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- This is news to me. Did not think that it is possible to envy.
- You still ahead - the choice, pleasure and satiety. The lower the level at which you begin your journey, the later you get sick of it.

I think the people who write about the paintings, to understand them better? I'll tell you a secret: on the pictures it is impossible to write generally about art. All that is written about it, serves only one purpose - to educate the ignorant. Writing about art is impossible. It can only feel.

Paintings as living beings. As women. You should not show them to everyone you meet and cross. Otherwise, they will lose their charm. And your price.