Book: A hero of our time

I spare you descriptions of mountains, exclamations that express nothing, pictures that depict nothing, especially for those who have not been there, and statistical remarks that absolutely no one will read.

That’s the kind of man he was: whatever he thinks of, give it to him; Apparently he was spoiled by his mother as a child.

The legend, despite the inscription, is so ingrained that you really don’t know what to believe, especially since we are not used to believing inscriptions.

He won't change, he won't deceive.

In every book, the preface is the first and at the same time the last thing; it either serves as an explanation of the purpose of the essay, or as a justification and response to critics. But usually readers don’t care about the moral purpose or the magazine’s attacks, and therefore they don’t read the prefaces.

Listen, I said, either shoot yourself, or hang up your gun in its original place and go to bed.

What woman will not do to upset the opponent! I loved it for the fact that I loved another.

She loves me so much, I really don't know! Moreover, it is one woman who understood me completely, with all my petty weaknesses and evil passions... I replied?..

You want me to return the same coin to prick my vanity - you will fail! and if you do declare war, I will be merciless.

You know that I am your servant; I've never been able to resist you... and I'll be punished for it: you won't love me!

I know we'll be apart again and maybe forever: both go our separate ways to the grave; but the memory of it will remain inviolable within my soul.

I will not deceive her: she is the only woman in the world that I would cheat.

His appearance was one of those, which at first sight striking unpleasant, but like later, when the eye learns to read in the wrong terms, the imprint of the soul experienced and highly.

Today morning I went to the doctor; his name is Werner, but he is Russian. What's so surprising? I knew a man named Ivanov who was a German.