Character: Shura

- Alyosha, when I told you that I have no one, I've admitted that I love you. Why you didn't tell me? You don't love me.
- Wait, Alex... I'll say!

If love was a precipice, and you'd be in it. I would have jumped, Seyit!

- I, for instance, was friends with a girl. Friends, about any love thought.
- May not notice, and the like?

- Alyosha, do you believe in friendship?
- I certainly do. At the front will be gone.
- I know that. But between a guy and a girl?
- Some girls are even better than boys.

We all want to be happy, and make us better unhappiness.

- I called you.
- 53 times. It at one time more than 52. And why did you call?
- Wanted to know how you're doing, tell you that all my went to the South, there was a sculptor in a nearby shop, but he's deaf, now,
and I play as much as you want. And yet, I love you.
- Are you sure?
- Absolutely. He and all the guys can't hear.

Tired to be a bitch. Bitch. A bitch among bitches. Because there is fashionable to be a bitch. Fashionable all hate and despise. You look at them and scheese. They look at you and also suchaut. Esprit de corps. There all doomed.

And what you were feeling when you first saw him? For example, flashed before your eyes so many stars? You're blind from the light? And his skin was crawling? Fought if here heart? Would you like to look into his eyes indefinitely? When your eyes met, your heart began to beat wildly?

- I'll definitely be back! No legs, no arms, blind - still gonna live! I really, really want to live!

- Andrei Pavlovich closed himself in his office, not letting anyone in, yelling at everyone, throwing some heavy objects and says he will kill all those who come to it!
Shura, I beg you: well send him Klochkova, huh? Send! Let's combine pleasant with useful.