Character: Loyko Zobar

- Well, nag you! I'll give you a white Mare, hot, unbroken, like you!
- Ah, I will kill you crusade... Ah, ruin...

I'm from silicon, Glad that mountain.

- My son, the Almighty has commanded us to take care of the souls of earthlings. But not here on earth, comes the healing of the sinful soul. You, my son, and did eat the bread of wickedness and drink the wine of violence.
- You know, father, what is it sweet, the wine of violence?
- Who are you? The devil or retarded child?
- I Zobar. The first thief in the world, your priesthood.
- You have nothing more to say to me?
- The home would need to say goodbye. Horses to pet, to spit them in the face, so as not jinxed. Wine theft a SIP wouldn't hurt.

Here's the deal, comrades: I looked into my heart that night and found no place in this old freestyle of my life. Rudd lives there only - and that's it! Here she is, beautiful Radda, smiling like the Queen! She loves his own will more than I do, and I love her more than my will, and I decided Radde to worship at the feet of that said, for all to see as her beauty captivated swashbuckling Loikaw Sabara, who played with the girls, as Gyrfalcon ducks. And then she'll be my wife, and caress and kiss me, so I have songs to sing you will not want, and of my will I will not regret it! You, Rudd? He raised his sad eyes and looked at her. She silently and strictly nodded, and hand pointed at his feet. And we watched and understood nothing. Even to go anywhere I wanted, just not to see Loyko Zobar will fall at the feet of the girl, let that girl and Rudd. I was ashamed of something, and sorry, and sad.