Character: Sergey. Page 4

When running, it is impossible to think about the rest.

Is love always worth death?

We looked at each other. Toy Lord of the Earth and former Sergeant in the Imperial army of the planet tar.
A good Duo to fight the army of an entire planet.

- I lark, - hastened to lie Sergey. I love to get up early.
I'm a rooster. Love all the light, dawn lifted, - or bragged, or lied to Victor.

Don't like autumn rain and women's tears. And yet - I hate it when the lump in my throat impotent resentment against someone else's meanness.

It is impolite to argue with a girl <...>. Easier not to leave her choice.

The ability to kill -- the Ability to forget that your enemies are people just like you with his truth and my faith, chained to iron fetters of the order or the steel chains of bigotry. The ability to provide their enemies with bad people, geeks, alien invaders - anyone, but not your brothers by blood, living on the same Earth under the same sky.

From eighteen to twenty at that strange age when the government gives up arms, but still not possible to buy vodka, I served in the airborne units.

The best way to pull the enemy off balance - not to respond to his insults.

- If you want to be a father, wrap the egg with lead.

- Come on down!
- I don't agree.

- Went?
Yes. But first a hot brandy with lemon, cinnamon... we Have in France drink!
- Well, I lodchonke cold with cucumber... So the Fiji drink.

- You're disoriented: they suck, they suck!
- But it's true! Only he's a goof from the Ukraine!

Is that lady your wife?
- Historically...
- With his wife - and the rest? My husband never vacation together do not go!
I would too, my husband did not go together!