Author of quotes: Bulat Okudzhava

Maybe I didn't calculate something.

because sadness always coexists with love.

a wise age, an experienced age, loving yours.

so as not to get lost alone...

to the planet - completely nonsense.

with his calloused hand.

Just imagine how much kindness there is in silence.

crash.

one answer is nothing.

And her sadness is just an invention of poets.

Your land has both beauty and generosity.

calmly, without thinking, simply.

It's extremely easy to judge. There are a lot of judges and subversives, but there are only a few creators.

How easy it is to be a soldier, a soldier!