Author of quotes: Yevgeny Aleksandrovich Yevtushenko. Page 13

Oh, mother Russia,
what are you doing to me?
Whether all around gloomy?
Whether I'm one gloomy!

I realized that in childhood the snow is fluffier,
in his youth, greener hills,
I realized that in life so many lives,
how many times have you loved in the life we.
I realized that secretly were involved in
to so many people from all ages.
I understand that people are unhappy
because the happiness he is looking for.

Uninteresting people in the world.
Their fate - as the history of the planets.
Each all special, their,
and there are no planets like her.
But if someone quietly lived
and with this invisibility, friends,
it was interesting among the people
the most uninteresting of their own.
Each of your secret personal world.
There is in this world the best instant.
There is in this world the most terrible hour,
but it's all the unknown for us.
And if a man dies,
dies with him his first snow,
and the first kiss, and first fight...
All of this takes it with him.
Yes, there are books and bridges
machine and artists canvases
Yes, many things are destined to stay,
but something goes anyway!
That's the law ruthless game.
Not people die but worlds.
People we remember, sinful and earthly.
And we knew, in essence, about them?
What we know about the brothers, about friends,
what we know about his only?
And about the father of his
we, knowing all, know nothing.
People leave... They do not return.
Their secret worlds will not be reborn.
And every time I want again
this transience to scream.

A hoarse bell, tram bell.
I'm on the bandwagon. Flying overhead.
Single again. Nothing. Not for the first time.
I'd rather be all alone,
than sugriautas, living souls
burn like dead leaves at his feet.
Over all. I could not do otherwise.

Despicable question: "the dust settles, everything will be fine..."
When they do all that and nothing to live for.

Don't disappear. Give me your hand.
It says I believe in it.
It is terrible and last love,
that's not love, but fear of loss.

But the way of the world earth
and the ever immortal:
laughs someone behind a wall
when we almost cry.