Author of quotes: Vikenty Veresaev

And we - we solemnly announced in advance that we do not covet Manchuria, that there is nothing for us to do in it! Since meanness has already begun, then you need to do it with might and main, then there will be at least poetry in meanness. That's how the British: they will take up something - everything will squeak under them.

When relatives asked me what impressed me Thick, I replied frankly:
- If I accidentally met him and didn't know what it is - Leo Tolstoy, I would say: dull and boring Tolstoyan inconsistent and contradictory; talk to him about astronomy or about the breeding of tomatoes, he'll bring to moral improvement, to the love which he was too tattered about her continuous speaking.

Life does a man over their experiments, and, mocking, imposes on our study the results.

There is the most unnatural movements and conditions in which life would not make people spend all their time; there are no such poisons, which she didn't force them to breathe; no such living conditions, which she hadn't forced them to live.

Full the inevitable always has something apologetic with him.

Ashamed and sad look into the eyes of the patient, to whom I was not able to help. <...>
This I can help, this is not present; and they all come to me, all equally entitled to expect from me salvation. And so be clear to those desperate cries of anguish and downs of faith in his case, which is full of intimate letters of the strongest representatives of science. And the one is stronger, the more condemned to feel their impotence.

Where man sees no threat to its benefit, it can easily be both honest and humane.

Virtually every step forward in their science tainted by crime.

The existence of a medical school - school of humanity of all Sciences is unthinkable without the violation of the most basic humanity.

We are so afraid of all the truth, so few recognize its necessity, which is to open at least one little area, and people begin to feel uncomfortable.

Medicine is the science of treating people. So it went on the books, so went and what we saw in the University hospital. But life has proved that medicine is the science of treating only the rich and free people. In relation to all the others it was only a theoretical science of how you could cure them, if they were rich and free; and that the absence of the latter they had to offer was nothing short of the most shameless mockery of medicine.

We are in the bustle and bustle impatiently shorten the life, and the opportunity to enjoy it.

On the ground I dearest life today. Dreams, goals and ideas feed on our blood.

Thorny way to dream poisoned and weakened our humble prayers.