fight [Theme]

But still, there is no need for you to work and make yourself even more ugly than you are.

- It turned out that the soul desires something completely different.

Three years? OK. I can stand it for three years. Because yes, I have had a hard life. From time to time. I made mistakes that attracted you. But it made me so fucking strong. And I’d rather live three years in hell than spend my whole life with you. Easily!

The rain also cried about something and stopped delicately, just as it had begun.

- Why are you my mother?!

And your hugs are like nooses.

In my words - don't say goodbye, but come back.

A bad peace is better than a good quarrel, but a dishonest one is so healthy.

- In New York, this is called a discussion.

- I can't do that. But thanks anyway.

We have made peace with the Brackens a hundred times and sealed it many times with marriage alliances. Every Blackwood has Bracken blood, and every Bracken has Blackwood blood. Under the Old King, peace lasted fifty years. Then some new quarrel broke out, old wounds opened up and began to bleed again. My father says that's how it always happens. As long as people remember the evil done to their ancestors, no peace will last long.

The hostess answered evasively that since she thought that the lovers had quarreled, she left, pitying the young people who waste precious hours on empty quarrels, given to them by the Lord God on this earth.

No need to remember the settled quarrels.

It's hard to love at a distance, but it's easy to quarrel.