Character: Arman

But what was Venice when you lived there? Tell me...
- What to tell? She was dirty? She was fine? What dressed in rags, people with rotten teeth and disgusting breath, have fun during public executions? Want to know what is the main difference? That currently people are terribly lonely. No, hear me out. In those years, when I still belonged to the living, we lived for six or seven people in the room. The city streets were filled with a sea of people; and now, troubled souls revel in their high rise buildings with luxury and solitude and through the glass of TV screens looking at the distant world of kisses and touches. Had amass such a huge amount of knowledge and achieved a new level of human consciousness, lyubopytstvom skepticism to become lonely.

People always prefer myths.

How many have the courage to live forever?

The only true power lies in ourselves.

- Why do you think that the fact that you serve, is more important than your own destiny?
For a moment's deliberation he said:
- I do not separate one from the other.
"Yes," I nodded.

- Did these girls like me, at all?
- Women are always on good terms, at least, that is my belief.

- You have lost everything, and his wife, and son... And for what? For masks?
- Wherever you go, whatever you do - from me to you nowhere to hide, Armand.

- How surprised your stepfather. You have turned into ordinary Plevako and remain the same plebeian.
- This is for me a compliment.

We see in beloved what they want to see, not what really is.

It's hard to live like human beings.

The sea kills too.

How can you forget your name?
- It is possible. If you no longer need.

You're weird, World.
What?
- I'm afraid of the dragon, but she had to play it.

... Life without love is a flower without fragrance, as they say in the East.