Character: Hugh

All people sooner or later die. Death is no exception. But the book must not die, and it is a sin to kill her, because the book is the personification of human immortality.

And all because of these damned trains. All because of the bloody trains. Blame the train. Trains - are to blame. Tired!

That the flute was playing,
The pig that was stolen.
Sang pipe in hand:
"Beyond the hills, far away".
Come on, people-animals,
The tune of blowing in Windows, doors.
Sing, fish in the river,
"Beyond the hills, far away"!

Time is an illusion, like death.

- Hugh... Tom loves me! I know that. He told me that you can't live without me.
- I believe you. And in that moment he probably really thought so. I did not just say that to the women. And always sincere. Men always believe in what you say at the moment. If women understood this, they would not consider the words of a lifelong commitment.

- Hugh, what's your secret?
I just love to see people smile.