Character: Sukhov

- You as immediately to kill, or want to suffer?
- Better, of course, suffer.

And I say to you, beloved Katerina Matvevna, what are you to me like a pure Swan, like swim where you want, or in the case of some, even hard to say... Only a breath away from squeezing me with joy, as if from a cannon who slammed into the support.

East - a delicate matter.

Dead, of course, easy, but it's so boring.

- Abdullah! You have a gentle wife! I feel good with them!
- I'm giving them to you! When I light the oil, you will be fine, it's all good!

Said, how come you're here?
- The shot...

I'm writing to you, beloved Katerina Matveyevna, because you get a spare minute. And raznezhilas I'm on the hot sun, like our cat Vaska on the bench. We were sitting now on the sand near the blue sea, nothing anxiety do not test. The sun here is much in the eyes of white...

Down with prejudices! The woman - she too the person!