Character: Christina

Love is too sad on earth.

These walls, trees, bushes, these scenery painted on canvas have seen the most sublime love created by the imagination of poets who stand a hundred cubits higher than ordinary people.

- Damn, how embarrassing ...

People can ruin their own relationships only because they are at odds with themselves. It's not just about compatibility, but also about whether a person has found himself in the world, his calling.

- When you understand that someone can give her more, but you cannot give more.

- I suggest sleeping just like that.
- Are you sure we will?
- We will. And when we start, let's agree - immediately without unnecessary emotions. I know if you fall in love, these tears will begin under the windows. I don't like that.
- Are we going to sleep right here?
- Sleep? Yes... Here we will. I will be.
- You have a lot of grammatical errors in your speech. You're confusing prepositions like that, physiology is probably confusing too. But I believe in you. Into your future. You just need to learn a little bit.

- At first I thought I had a wagon and a small cart. I called many people, asked for help. Now I'm a man without friends.
- That's fine. That's the way it is for everyone.

- The mustache is your personal problem. The belly is our common problem.

- It is necessary to have someone who will destroy everything in the house.
- Dog?
- Child. Only eighteen years of torment and then they run free. Conveniently.

- I had no idea that you were such a wonderful man.
- Ask me, I would have told you.

- I will arrange for official inspection, fills, throw a delicious hashish in the service a safe and all - will close. Close, how to drink immediately. And then there is more know what will happen? And there I am master of my ass before the first shower, I'll put a hole on the first day immediately. Just because I'm beautiful, bitch. I am very-very-very beautiful. Christine, you know it or not?
- You are beautiful, don't worry.
- Oh, do not comfort me, Christine, please, I beg you. I know perfectly well that I'm just a cock Alain Delon. I was there fresh, rosy, as soon as she gets sushi and purupuru and propeller.

Hello, Volodya. Could not drive I could get.
- Well, so without a car you... nah to afford a glass of wine.
- And you?
- I with the machine nacidos.

- You heard this here is the judgment that a good wife should be a whore in bed?
Well, there is an opinion.
- So, we're not in bed.

- She was offended by the question: do you like our seksualnyh relationship?
- Well, almost.
- That's it. Almost?
- Well, good. The point was is this.
And the lyrics? Words, Igor? What did you tell her, you monster?
Yeah I was just asking.
What?
Vera, I love you enough quality fry or not?