Character: Frederick

Drinking tea from mugs is like tasting a good wine from cups.

All I ask is that they say it so you understand how I love you how I need you how deeply it. Even have to make an effort. Sometimes.

Just because you are all that I have in this life. Just for the sake of living.

She was different, not like those women who don't respect you anyway, no matter what you do. It was impossible not to respect.

It was something that I myself would become, could not become as good, it was clear that she nothing else from me and not waiting. I mean, when she really appeared, was here and there, everything else seemed so bad, nasty.

The face is gentle. And brave. And here, I do not know why, suddenly imagined her sitting on my lap, quietly, and I gently put my hand on her silky bright hair, the hair fell free, then I saw how it was dissolved.

I know this is an old - fashioned Declaration of love, I wasn't going to do it, at least not at this moment. In my dreams it was always so, that will be the day we look into each other's eyes, kiss and don't say anything, but it is after all.

One life isn't worth the security of the whole country.

Love me a little bit.

Personally, my heart exploded with passion times ten, no twelve.
Twelve?
- Yes, twelve. What is surprising? Perhaps my appearance does not speak of passion?
- You seem to be inspired a hundred times.

Let me ask you, if you leave me hope, what should I do? Do I have to fall in love with you or not? At times, you laugh the same laugh I do... And I think we found each other.

- So you didn't love her?
- It is impossible each time to love.

When my suffering soul was priceless. Today your priceless loving soul. Priceless so much so that we're all going to fight to protect her. But once, long ago, my soul was also priceless. And I stood on the Bowl to give it to the world. And the world to accept my gift.

Anselm, like all intact, looked solid. The gentle streams of energy, seamlessly flowing through his being, was obviously tangible. To all this was added the knowledge that there sits before you a man, and he never, never in my life felt heartache, not suffering and not in pain. And your own pain faded to only one assumption of such a possibility.