Book: On the eve of. Page 1

It happens that people Wake up with involuntary shock asks himself: do I have thirty... forty... fifty years? As life so soon is gone? Like this death so near approached? Death is like a fisherman who caught the fish in his net and leaves it for a time in the water: the fish still swims, but the network on it, and the fisherman will snatch it when I want.

Russian man likes to wine and dine - if nothing other, as their friends.

I had no idea that I had sad. I think that's why happens that I'm alone, all alone, with all my stuff, all my evil. There is no one to lend a hand. Who come to me, I ought not; and who would like to... he goes by.

I was most striking in the ants and beetles and other worthy insects is their amazing gravity; running to and fro with important faces, just their life means something! For pity's sake, man, king of creation, the highest creature, looking at them, but he does not care; even, perhaps, a mosquito sits on the nose of the king of creation and will use it for food. It's a shame. But on the other hand, what their life is worse than our lives? And why do they not Lord it, if we allow ourselves to put on airs?

... To bond with the person - you need at least once to speak with him eye to eye.

- I dare to ask you, Reverend knight, 'he began obsequious voice,' these mysterious words you deigned to say as a result of any considerations of your mental capacity or under the operation of the instant need to produce a concussion in the air, called sound?

- You really love your Motherland? - she said timidly.
- It is not yet known, he said. That's when one of us will die for it, then we can say that he loved her.