Character: Leila

Penetrating under the white canopy, his beautiful face fell the moonlight. Our eyes met.
- I don't know what to do.
- Did you ever know what to do? - not taking his eyes off me, asked Mouth.

Don't bother apologizing if you don't want to do it sincerely.

I looked around his room. It was all about what could possibly be the girl: computer Desk and laptop, TV and stereo, clothes so much that I it all never endure, and enough books to get lost in an imaginary world. But all this is just things... empty.

Hi, - I said hoarsely. His throat burned like I'd swallowed a handful of nails.

What could be worse than a demon? Two demon.

- You know what they say about first kisses?
- They are sorry?
- No. I was going to say: "never forget."

- In the nose on the starboard side - hole with the ne.
Old Jezebel got hit directly on the brain. We jumped... in my opinion, it was a speedboat.
- Boat? At this distance from land? The boat could not be so far in the open sea.

- It stings. Look, let's take a break. You have novocaine?
- True, my love. Only a very little. Smack!
- I need to increase the dose.
- You are always asked to increase the dose.

- Well, you say "speak easy", but listen to what I say: since so, you, too, every time you see him, live with him this day like it's your last.
- Is it then still does not become worse? Well, saying "last day," I this moment do not enjoy.
That's why it's easy to say, but really... difficult. See, you say to yourself: "He's right here beside me. Today." Yesterday does not matter. The main thing is just today. And say, "Today I want to live like the last." Every moment you live fully enjoying.
- As the last day?
Yes. As a day, which is neither tomorrow nor yesterday.
And I can?
- Of course you do. Because life is one day. And that's today.
Said... but very well said.

All their names sounded equally fictional, so I mentally called them a Pervert, Psycho, and Twitchy.

- Do you have any peculiarities that you need to know, except that you can't touch? You may voice what do you hear?
Yes.
- Really, what?
Yes.
And now you hear?
Yes.
- What did they say?
- "What did they say?"
You are my voice mean?
- Is there still someone there?
- No.
Okay.

- Once you do not believe, then why are you here?
- Because my brother had faith enough for two.

You know, being alone is not so bad.

Just there are times when I cease to distinguish between what is safe and what is not. Until the soil will not go away from under my feet.