Aleksandr Nikolaevich Radishchev. Journey from St. Petersburg to Moscow (№ 199877)

I looked around me - my soul is suffering humanity wasurena became. Look my in my inside - and saw that disaster of a man come from the person, and often it is only because he looks indirect on the surrounding objects. Really, I was saying to myself, nature was stingy shred to their children that fornication innocently hid the truth forever? Really this formidable stepmother made us in order to feel we distress and bliss Nicole? My mind trembled from sowing thoughts, and my heart far it pushed. I man is found the Comforter in himself. "Take away the veil from the eyes of natural feeling, blessed will." This voice of nature was heard loud in addition my. I jumped up from my depression, which threw me the sensitivity and compassion; I felt enough strength to resist the delusion; and joy unspeakable! - I felt that every possible partner to be in the welfare of their own kind.