" I see an iron heart, around which is a ring of fire. I want to get to this heart, I want to get through the fire - but I get burned and retreat. And give up. But even if I make my way through the fire and reach the heart, I still won’t hold the red-hot iron in my hands. And drop it from my hands."

" I believe that he will still live at that address. I will see their house. It will be some two-story old house on the outskirts of the city, opposite the old factory. The ragged walls of the porch. Small poor apartments. Companies gather here in the evenings. Guys, girls, boxes of cheap alcohol. Minimum snacks. I believe that I have the guts to knock. I believe that I will hear such a familiar, native voice outside the door. I believe that I will not run away when I hear the clang of keys on the other side. I believe that the door will open."

"We will never be a normal family. Just by the fact of my existence, I will at times get him crazy. And he will drag me by the hair all over the house. I can only periodically dig holes in the garden. And bury him. And then dig out. And our children will quietly go crazy."

" He acted meanly and vilely. He used our childhood - the most expensive that I have. He pretended to be a boy from my universe."

"Gathering your spirit and firing when you have a gun in your hands is courage? Not. Believe me, pulling the trigger is damn easy. Especially if you have been waiting for this moment for so long. This does not require either courage or fortitude. Your index finger simply twitches automatically, the brain does not have time to figure anything out. This is not courage. Real courage is when you remove the gun without pulling the trigger."

"Once we were kind and sweet children. Now we are evil trolls drowning in our own swamp of despair. And we also love to play death. We are crazy? Not. We just haven't become adults yet."

“The main rule of war is never talk to the enemy you are about to kill. This rule must always be followed. The enemy can provoke you. Try to get into a conversation. So that you hesitate and lose precious seconds. Talk makes the enemy stronger. ”

" It's one thing to bring everything back and lose life in a different way. Another is to apologize for something that can no longer be fixed. And know, girl, the latter I consider the most useless garbage in the world."