Author of quotes: Tatyana Tolstaya. Page 2

At four seasons expanded the human life. Spring! Summer. Fall... Winter?

Because a real lady never, never, even falling into brutal poverty, will not allow itself to leave the house in worn-out shoes with the broken heels. Poor, simple dress - Yes; humble to the point of tears cuff - Yes; orphan's hat - Yes; but the shoes!...

Don't want anything. Get off and let me sit quietly and think his own thoughts and work his job.

... the sea was like black silk, and Lawrence Beesley, the poetic passenger space with a sense of delight and watched in horror as the dome of the sky, turned over, reflected in the mirror protivokor water: like the sea and was not at all like the ship, shining lights of ten decks, rushing into diamond abyss, full of huge billion radiant stars.