Author of quotes: Ethel Lillian Voynich. Page 6

Hopeless pit could be the unknown world, but it could hardly be more flat and dirt, how much is left behind. Nothing to regret; nothing to look back. Pathetic little world, full of squalid lies and clumsy cheats and foul - stagnant swamp, such small that it is impossible even to drown.

Its share of the work I did, and the death penalty - only evidence that it was made in good faith.

Disgusting our laws and customs are the reflection of our own essence. We are born greedy and brutal. Deep down, we don't want no justice, no beauty, they prevent us to breathe. Let us into Paradise and we will not rest until we draw him into the wilderness.

If people you don't like, all he does is necessarily bad.

In our actions we must be guided by love us or hate.

We have no right to die just because it seems the best solution.

The soul is mute, she has no voice she can't scream. She must endure, endure and endure...

If each of us could start a new life, many do not wish to be born.

An ounce of lead is an excellent remedy for insomnia.

Even two minutes don't want to be serious, my friend. Neither life nor death is worth it.

Apparently, life is the same everywhere: dirt, filth, shameful secrets and dark corners! But life is life and we must take from it everything you can.

Don't forget that what we really need to reform is the relations between man and man.
Don't forget, what you really need to change is the attitude of man to man.

And what did you think about the miserable clowns, about the terrible life they have! They must make all those people laugh, and you don't know how miserable they often feel when they stand before the laughing audience and try to be very funny!
And what you thought of the pathetic clowns, about their terrible life! They must laugh all these people, and you don't know what they feel, standing in front of poteralski the audience and trying to look funny!

The smoke slowly vanished in the light of the bright morning rays. They saw that the gadfly had fallen; and saw that he was still alive. First the soldiers and officers stood as in a trance, looking at the Gadfly, who in dying convulsions, lay on the ground.
The doctor and the Colonel with a cry rushed to him, because he got up on one knee again and looked at the soldier and laughed again.
- Second mistake! Try... again, friends! Maybe...
He staggered and fell sideways on the grass.
- Died? - quietly asked the Colonel.
The doctor knelt down, and laying his hand on the blood-soaked shirt Gadfly, said:
I think so...