Character: Foxy Whitman

Unless we ourselves are not the whole world?

Remorse women boring.

- I was more frightening: what would happen to us when they find out [about the affair]?
- Whom are you afraid of - God or gossip?

- It seems to me that America is like an unloved child, zakormlen sweets. Or a middle-aged wife whose husband brings home from each absence to make excuses for infidelity. When they first got married, he didn't have it to give.
- Who's the husband?
God, who else? God stopped loving us. He loves Russia, Uganda. And we are fat, pimply, do nothing but beg for more sweet. We lost His location.

- Do people become second-hand?
- How! We do use other. More did not really know how.

...The trouble people, who devoted themselves to good works, is that they and others expect the same...

We are all so blinkered! Almost do not pay attention to the beauty around. And she day by day in front of us, whether we notice it or not.