Character: Franz Wertvollen

When you start focusing on the goal and focus on the goal rather than describing yourself, that's when you have a chance to be confident, there's a chance to really become smart, there's a chance to become an eagle. And no, that's not all the point. You have a chance for happiness. Tiny, like all people, but at least it appears. For real, living, sparkling happiness, which is obtained not by drugs and other crap, but is born in the depths and remains your fuel.

When you start focusing on the goal and focus on the goal, and not on describing yourself, that's when you have a chance to be confident, there is a chance to really become smart, there is a chance to become an eagle.
And no, that's not all the point.
You have a tiny chance for happiness, like all people, but at least it appears. On the real, living, sparkling happiness, which is not obtained not by drugs and other crap, but is born in the depths and remains your fuel.

a life that people do not have ... because of their cowardice.

Herbert picked up the next record,
the sun gleamed in the domes of Vienna.
A sad figure swayed on a swing in the garden,
had fun with each takeoff.
The open window smelled of frost and clove stars in caramel.
It's fantastically simple, Herbert.
There are the shortest, easiest ways.
Their name -
enervation
choice
and pleasure.
Paths are accessible in terms of difficulty only to the gods.
Me, to you, brother.

HE: For weakness. Or not - for not being good enough.

To make choices that lead you to your results, you need to begin to formulate these results and formulate a path to these results. And then pull myself together and walk on this path, not sit on ass and wait while the track itself happens to you. It is your feet must pass from point A, that you yourself articulated without lying to myself, to point B. That's the world.

- Honey-darling Sarah, you give me this dance?
- Oh, my Lord the devil, with pleasure.

Hypnotic gaze only those who are fearless.
Who is not clamped.
Who is not looking in your pupils a reflection of yourself,
but looks curious to know -
you are empty nothing, like all people,
or in this shell is still a glimmer of life.

In fact, there are no excessive demands on yourself. The more demanding a man, the farther it will go and the happier he will be.

He said: father, do not mind before you think about it.
Me: I didn't mind.
IT is: lying. You think, if you do not say, I will not hear? In vain, I'm not deaf poor
donkey. But first, you ponder my words, ponder that not only one to hear Catholic you my monkey.

Small yellowish teeth, wrinkles goose not goose - the quiet smile of the old woman.
JOHNSON: I know, I'm... I'm absolutely not going to smile.
FRANZ: thank you! It's just... unusual to you. Smile you did not know and still afraid, but if you'll smile more often, it gets used to you and will love you.
Again smiling.
JOHNSON: Here you're a terrible flatterer, come to think of it.
FRANZ: she Said to the man, all their acquaintance say that she's a stump, roach, slime, filth, freak, and wanting to strangle her.
JOHNSON: so far?
FRANZ: No, you know, released.