Character: Oleg Seredin

- Who are you, traveler? - asked the nobleman. - I did not like your talk.
- We're not pearl, to please everyone, gloomily replied the sage.

So it turns out that you're losing your mind on one, she on another, the third... Love all the bulk, but at the same time miserable in the cold.

... in this world and too much hate. We kill each other Rob, we draw into slavery. Not the best things, not the desired fate for any person. Love is the opposite of hate. The lover gives himself to the other, sacrificing, helping, doing everything possible to better not himself, but someone else. Happy in love with kinder to others, purer thoughts, more honest in their actions. It turns out that every love is doing a little better the whole world. The world in which we all live. So people always try to help the lovers. The more love in the world, the better for all of us.

You never know what the fate will bring joy, and some trouble.

Mistakes happen for everyone. You just need to get over it, make the notch on the memory and move on, trying not to step again on the same rake!

Evil to destroy, to do good. That is our duty, for we gods have created. Otherwise, we are no longer the Russian people will, as well, undead, half-dead. Kind of like a heart, but actually have not.

... the river of life - destiny, past and present, found and forgotten, built and decayed, births and deaths. The flowing water carrying the universe downstream. Small waves, sunbeams, splashes from the rocks...

- Is it possible to achieve results without knowing the reasons for the phenomenon?
- I don't know what to say... the Reason for the strength of Damascus steel was only in the nineteenth century, however, the best swords are forged in the eleventh.

Want to get a Princess - make feat.

There are strong women in the weakness and devotion, Oh strong! Only neither the swords nor the lances of force that can not be measured.

To fight only with worthy warriors. To finish off the unarmed and helpless, shameful.

He knew how to destroy the undead and fight diseases. Knew how to fight in battle and duel. Knew how to confront the trouble and spell. But how to overcome stubborn suffocating goodness - had no idea, even approximately.

What comes unbidden is not a fee. It was a gift.

Petty grievances are not worth a great betrayal.