Performance: Seagull

- Oh, what is it? [Upon seeing a dead Seagull.]
- Chaika. Konstantin Gavrilovic was killed.
- Killed?
- Yes!
- Beautiful bird, isn't it? <...> [Writes in the book.]
- What do you write?
- The story flashed... a Plot for a short story: on the shore of lake since childhood, lives a young girl like you. Love the lake, like a Seagull, free as a Seagull. Randomly a man came - nothing better to do killed that Seagull.

Women never forgive failure.

And I feel like I was born a long time ago. The life I dragged dragged on like an endless loop... And often not very reluctant to live.

Just fine, seriously.

And I think that someone has experienced the pleasure of creation, for already all other pleasures do not exist.

It is not about the money. And the poor can be happy. <...> In your opinion, that no greater misfortune, such as poverty, and in my opinion, a thousand times easier to go in rags, and begging than... Well, I see you do not understand this...