Author of quotes: Vladimir Vladimirovich Mayakovsky. Page 25

The musicians laugh:
"Got involved!
Came to the wooden bride!
Head!"
And I do not care!
I am a good.
"You know what, violin?
Let's
going to live together.
Huh?"

And the heart breaks to fire, and the throat raves about the razor...

Love each other.
Simply.
Oh,
to rock
have repostories in the fluff.
Hell will conceal
and God I!
Well, what do you Demon?
Fantasy!
Spirit!
To that old -
mythology.

To comb your hair?! Why?!
At the time not worth the effort,
and forever
comb to be
impossible.

Well, come on,
Nothing.
Pokeplus.
See how calm!
As the pulse
dead.

and the worst
saw
my face,
when
I
absolutely quiet?

Will not wash away love
no quarrels,
no verst.
Thought,
verified
checked.
Podjela solemnly verse strokability,
I swear
love
consistently and correctly!

Came -
busily,
over the roar,
for growth
he looked up, and
saw just the boy.
Took
wins the heart
and just
went to play -
as a girl ball.

Love piotet,
will pocitat -
and skukozhilas.

Come here,
go to the crossroads
my big
and clumsy hands.
Don't want to?
Temperature filming was unimaginable,
and it
insult
nanium.
I still
you
ever take -
one
or together with Paris.

And in the mouth
dead words are decomposed corpses,
only two are living, fat -
"bastard"
and still some,
think "the soup".

Heart body wearing
on the body of the shirt.
But this is not enough!

Exam in high school. Survived. Asked about the anchor (on my sleeve) - knew well. But the priest asked - what is "the eye". I replied, "Three pounds" (as in Georgian). I explained the kind the examiners that the "eye" is "eye" in the ancient, Church. Because of this I almost failed. So I hated both ancient, all the Church and all Slavic. Maybe that went away and my futurism, and my atheism, and my internationalism.

After the electricity had completely abandoned interest in nature. Unimproved thing.

Light always
Shine everywhere,
until the last days of the stems,
Shine -
and no nails!
That's my slogan
and the sun!