Author of quotes: Yevgeny Aleksandrovich Yevtushenko. Page 3

Grupinis in joy, as in radishes,
laugh, grabbing the knife.
The scary thing is that could you were born,
even if you are scared that live
Who was born - he was already lucky.
Life points with the toothless hag.

To be immortal is not in force,
but my hope is:
if will Russia,
so, and I will.

Poetry is a great power.
Empires power crazed,
her as many times a collapse was threatened
broke up but still herself.

Come other times.
Germinate other names.
They shove, they run.
They are the enemies themselves are baked,
inconvenience
and cause spiteful.

Pancho Villa - it'll be me.
On my horse, this bulanan,
feel now
you're a moron because you betrayed me.
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I did not become Christ. I'm too rough.
But didn't Judas - not surrendered, and as
the highest order of the state
placed a bullet right in the chest.

But the informer, and the executioner,
and cowards, and neuter
not that I don't even want -
I can't be a brother.
Me to fight, I need to call.
I would die for the brotherhood,
but the brotherhood who wish to know
I wish to understand.

The war and the most terrible days we have experienced, but also the most joyous day gave the Victory Day. The people's day. People are not only famous heroes strong, but the heroes unaccounted for. Of course, it will be a day when a Large theatre has no veteran will not come, and the clink of medals of our own, as the ringing bells on threes in the past will disappear. But death we can cancel and did not cancel. He suffered, not invented. And Russia had to cancel couldn't. It is also not invented, but suffered...

- Hindsight is the most intelligent, sharply told the latter. - Easy - that thing is sadrianna philosophy.

World culture is a wall in front of the war, composed of the great books.

The only thing that can abolish war forever, the change of the human psyche. Those who are soaring above Ground, you'll see it in all its beauty and fragility, the psychology will change. At first it will be only a few, then hundreds, then millions. This will be a completely different civilization, a different humanity. They are quite new way to appreciate the beauty of the earth, the taste of each berry...

The only Bank in which you can invest all the savings - the memories. The Bank will never burn out.

The world swam near the lights, falling leaves,
at my feet lapped like surf,
and somewhere very close, very close
it was to meet you.

The lovers met, as is,
at the monuments, parks and shop Windows,
and I staggered where necessary,
among Dating someone was the one.
I walked, as if he was somewhere called,
and only in the way I thought - where?
To go to the theatre - has, perhaps, later.
Home? Home late never.

Limit on white light has everything:
love, patience, heart and mind,
and the imaginary infinity of space.
You in vain torments, the poet,
bespredelnoe your strength and years:
believe me, there is no shame.
And that grinning bastard:
like, here he finally scribbled, -
let it be from you alone.
You're on edge, and not fail.
Have any genius limit
only the meanness of human unlimited.