Character: Steiner

- There is light and something else. But you do not know. She paused. - You don't know, because you have no tears, and you don't understand what it means to be sad together.
Yeah, I don't understand. We are not often sad, Leela.
Yeah, you don't often be sad. You or mad, or were indifferent, laughed or was like that
what you call brave. But that's not bravery.
- And what it is. Leela?
Fear to give out their real feelings. Fear of tears. I fear that you will not consider for a man. In Russia men cry and remain courageous. And you never opened your heart.

Ancient Greek heroes cried more than any of the sentimental fool our days. They knew it was to drown out the impossible. And now our ideal is the absolute insensitivity of the statue.

Deception and should be simple. Complex deceptions almost never succeed.

Silence is a half of success! Don't forget about it!

Sadness, let's out the feelings, and then you rather get rid of them.

Likely we always seem improbable.

"Yes," said Steiner, is possible to learn everything, if all the time you're out and about.

Any position is better than war.

- How do you know this trick? Are you a professional?
- No, a lover. But I was especially glad that he earned the praise of a professional.

There are those that like the presidents and the government they do not control.

Love and revenge are hard to get along with each other.

Cheer up, baby! But you are fortunate to live in the twentieth century - in the age of culture, progress and humanity.

A man without a passport is like a corpse on vacation.

A good memory is the basis of friendship and loss of love.