А за окном мерзость, гадость, сырость, Бог репетирует следующий потоп, мокрые люди гавкают друг на друга и занимаются всякой ерундой.

“There is no abstract Evil; you have to understand that! Its roots are here, all…”

“Love was something different. Love was pure delight, a fountain of emotions, se…”

“What kind of monster are you anyway? You should be more humane, Gennady!""I was…”

“But even if we were to disappear, people would still be divided into people and…”