Character: Valentin Pridd

- I had a sister. - Octopus moved the jug with rowan branches and began to collect the spread out books. - If it's not difficult, put this on the bureau ... Once she killed - apparently out of love, as she understood her; her family protected her, and hatred began. Gabriela did not want to hate herself and therefore hated us. The death of her parents made her happy for almost a month, then she wanted more. In the end, the sister killed again. This cannot be proved, but I have no doubt that she drowned Count Gierke. Gabriela didn’t touch me just because she was waiting for me to be happy and really didn’t want to die.

The universe is not yet the world, and prediction is not destiny! What is trying to play with us can go even to Sunset! We do not belong to him. We ourselves create mother-of-pearl. From pain, from a wound, from a splinter, a good pearl is born, madam, and it belongs to us, and not to that which wounded us.

Fortunately, that fear ambiguity, upon closer examination it becomes clearer and clearer, and therefore weaker.

If I violate the orders, they do so consciously.

Leave what you can still defend, is always unpleasant.

- Will you fight? - asked Richard. - Or command to insult you in public?
Insult may not always. Of pridd still deign to turn around. - A traitor, a fool and a loser to those not included.

I'm willing to insult you in any place convenient for you.

It so happens, Madame the Baroness at you in the universe. Not because you're guilty or bad, and not because I hate you personally. Simply the world is arranged so that you don't live like you want. This is bad, awful, unfair, but that is no reason not to live at all. No reason to hate all who are not in pain. No reason to crawl under a log and wait when you come. And certainly not a reason not to be yourself!