Character: Igor Bragin

- Bragin, sign, tomorrow at the farm for two days... And spare me the weary sigh, our shop is more godly.
I'm not on that list.
- As it is in the wrong?
- I was here!
- Where?
Well, byvalochi for example, there is in Amsterdam... and now to the village Bumps!

"I am calm. I'm surprisingly calm. Spirit of serenity fills me. All thoughts and worries left. Disappeared."
- What stuff?
- Entry.
"I listen to your muscles. They are free and relaxed."
- Oh! This is the case! Relax! [pours]
"My muscles are well rested night. I am ready to meet the coming day. To meet cheerfully. To celebrate vigorously. Attention! I - lightning! Strike!"
Funny guy....
"My whole body is filled with life-giving electricity. I feel the elastic shivering of his muscles."
- Oh! Flinched! [chechetka]

- If somebody listened to - it's white fever...
- No. We are entering a very interesting strip of our life.

- Well, let's begin... so, what do you see in him? A: the MIND is highly problematic; B: Soul - darkness; In: character - zigzag... What else?
- So... What was it still good? Well, what a madhouse it's crying - that's clear. But first it is necessary still for something to hold on... But for what? Legs... legs, like a goat's horns; the figure... ask me something easier; face... face - blotting paper. What a bullshit! As this famously put.

What a clever nature is offended?