Character: Arthur Morgan

Mrs. Adler fought braver than any of us. It is driven by powerful forces outside of my understanding. Probably, that it did love.

- How do I look?
- As the insidious and deceitful murderer hiding from the law.

You, sir... just a fool. How can you believe in equality? I have in my entire life never heard such nonsense. This gentleman believes that all people are equal!
I don't understand, did you just call me a fool?
The fool! Fool! Fool!

We are thieves... living in a world where we no longer need.

Received a letter from Mary. What did I expect? What do I need? I could never be and never were hearts, and it turns out that it is not just I have, but still broken. Here is a fool. You poor fool. So much time was torn between two different views about themselves and now it turned out that both are true.

Love works with us strange things - even worse than hatred.

Know that I love her and she loves me, and hates. Nothing good ever came of it and never will, but thinking about it still gnaw at me like a spreading sickness.

Can't decide what annoys me more: the city or the swamp. There are a lot of parasites, reptiles and dirt, but the swamp, at least it looks prettier.

Met an interesting couple... I really did not understand who they are. They have such bizarre names that I didn't even try to memorize them. Greek or Latin - something like that. These twins were insulted and thrashed each other to impress a woman. I did a lot of stupid things to impress women, but these two behaved is ridiculous.

Sean was killed.
I grieve for him more than I can show. I loved that little loud-mouthed asshole stronger than I thought he was like my annoying younger brother. How many glorious adventures we experienced together - and now he's dead. He was shot from ambush shot off half a head. Hell, we spoil everything, in what you're getting into.
Still haven't found confederacao gold, but found a lot of problems.

We went to stealing horses, blinded by greed.
Believe the fiction told to us by one of the Gray - their Patriarch Havisham most unpleasant of all the representatives of this unpleasant family.
He convinced us that a woman from a family of Braithwaites owns a very rare horse - either a thoroughbred, or the Arab race, or whatever. In General, we have already submitted that will be extraordinarily rich. But in the end just turned out to be a rare idiot - well, at least something rare in this story.

Ran into a drunk in Rhodes. Don't know what he got me hooked. The world is full of self-pitying drunkards. Hell, I myself hope to be.

- I have lived a bad life, sister.
We all have lived a bad life, Mr. Morgan... we All sin... But I know You.
- You don't know me.
- Excuse me, but that's the problem. You don't know yourself.
- How to understand it?
- Yes, whatever you want. When we meet, you always smile and help people.
- I had a son. He died. There was a girl who loved me. I stomped on that love. My mom died when I was a child. My father... He died in front of me... And I loved it.
My husband died many years ago. Life is full of pain... But there is also love and beauty.
- What do I do now?
- Be thankful that for the first time... You see your life.
- Well, Yes.
- Maybe you should help someone? Help your neighbor always brings happiness.
But I still don't believe in anything.
- I believe not always.. But then you meet someone such as You... And everything falls into place.
- You're too smart for me, sister... Maybe... I'm just scared.
You have nothing to fear, Mr. Morgan. Let the idea that love exists and let it dictate your actions.

You make it sound like murder to me means something.