Author of quotes: Viktor Petrovich Astafyev



... I knew morality according to Ostrovsky once in childhood, in my youth I followed it, but for my seven decades so much morality was lived, so much demagoguery was pronounced, there was so much speculation on this phrase, on the life of Ostrovsky, speculation on all exemplary life and leaders and geniuses. They will first be killed here in Russia, and then they will be set as an example. (I would like people to pray when remembering Alexander Sergeyevich Pushkin, and there is literally an of Pushkin, everyone remembers him, everyone is looking for quotes, he fit everyone).
№ 418945   Added MegaMozg 12-05-2021 / 21:03
I know people who have been communists all their lives, and even this party could not spoil them, they were so well brought up by their father, mother, life itself, that there is no ideology: not a fascist one. nor the communist - could not influence them.
№ 418944   Added MegaMozg 12-05-2021 / 14:06
... The consciousness of a writer is often driven by intuition and he cannot explain to himself how and why he got this or that situation in the book, this or that hero. Mediocrity, however, knows how to explain and do it willingly and often.
№ 415929   Added MegaMozg 27-03-2021 / 17:39
The time of trouble scared by the fact that it is not only depressing, it is demoralizing people.
№ 401838   Added MegaMozg 01-08-2020 / 16:33
Here's what I advise: do not separate yourself from people who take the world as it is, otherwise you will be alone. It is terrible war.
№ 401837   Added MegaMozg 01-08-2020 / 16:30
When poured hard, and it becomes obsessive and almost a sick habit, I revive their past vision. Here I go slowly through the forest, keenly listening and peering into the depths of it, noticing things in this movement, take off, scream, nautre forest rookery. Every exit to the forest is weather or not present, holiday, expectation of a miracle forest, good luck, renewal of the soul, which only here, in the depths, away from the modern hustle and bustle, finds a full, deep peace. Go, go and my heart is worn out, sick, too, calms down, thick forest, quiet dal, floods sleep.
On taiga, the eternal Russian forest and all times of the year on Russian soil, what is happening, what can be more beautiful than you? Thank God that speck of dust sowed me on this earth, I thank my lucky stars for what she did to me forest tramp and gave vhave such miracles more beautiful than any tales.
№ 253648   Added MegaMozg 18-01-2017 / 12:32
And the Yenisei, not sleeping at night, even cruelly bull on the other side, sawing spruce peaks over the distant pass, the silent village behind my back, grasshopper, from last forces working against the fall in the nettles, it seems to be all alone in the world, the grass, as if cast in metal, - it was my home, near and alarming.
№ 174640   Added MegaMozg 12-01-2017 / 17:39