Не Атлас крепи света на плещите си, а жената и понякога тя си играе с него като с топка.

“At most, a hundred paces separated him from them. The powerful beast, seeing th…”

“They were like two poor little leaves in a storm which bore death and annihilat…”

“But I think happiness springs from another source, a far deeper one that doesn'…”

“-Моето щастие мина, и радостта ми отмина, но аз не съм зла.”