Author of quotes: Mikhail Saltykov-Shchedrin

As a woman of power and, moreover, to a great extent endowed with creativity in one minute, drew a picture of all sorts of contradictions and just so assimilated this idea that even turned pale and jumped up from the chair.

Source, even the smallest, very good river it is easy to make, only one condition is required: to like need. <...> "Like" our entire life here is.

At the time dull appearance played in human life a very important role: it is meant dissatisfaction with the existing order and the tendency to shock the foundations.

It's amazing how strange people are when they suddenly cover a desire to please!

For it is impossible in the river, the sewage to blame and expect from this water it will be sweeter.

... there are faces, which neither the wash nor the hol, and all it seems that now their place is not here, where you can see them, and in the brothel.

Recently, we have Everyman, one with warm water back, saying: so there's pure live, so clean, spit afraid: ashamed! And we did so perhaps? We have, sir, I assure you, on this account, full play should be given!

Well, in the bath, know, posts-these will not distinguish...

The late Daria S. used to say: our life here is similar to the villager, which in Maloyaroslavsky restaurant serves. If you eat it with the fluff, spoon for spoon, but I like the food; but if you begin to stir but to look sick!

Folded she was like a goddess; the bust was not presented nor uselessly piled up in heaps, nor the depressing good riddance, which is favorable for the ambulance ride post. Everything was in its place, in proportio and so pleasing to the eye, when I glanced at myself in the mirror I saw that my lips themselves have developed heart.

For the good of science us foreign money is not sorry.

And now - look, what a trill is heard publicly from any of the literary bug! To think is not supposed to! the good son of the Fatherland is obliged to surrender to installed installed physical exercises and then to feast upon, digest, and regurgitate. Anyone who discovers the attempt of thinking, be thou the helper, the harbourer and an accomplice of the villainous intentions... Surely we will remain in these hlavnych ideals?

"Selfish" instinct threatens to destroy, if not already destroyed all other life instincts. <...> Unwittingly pulled out the cry: surely it's all there, surely nothing else will? Surely all is lost, all? It was once a time, when told that without ideals a step can not be! Were great poets, great thinkers, and none of them mentioned "skin", none pointed to the principle of self-preservation as the ultimate goal of human endeavor. Yes, it certainly was. So surely these poets, and these thinkers, the Shakespeares, Barony, Cervantes, Dante were people of threat, be abolished?

And somehow, unwittingly, itself felt: Oh, what a terrible thing it is - life! <...> Fear for the "skin" for tomorrow - that's the basic thesis, which is sent to modern Russian people, and the vague expectation of always imminent danger destroys not only the urge to activity, but also to life itself. <...> Not a thirst for life makes you tremble, just instinctive of heart troubles that, in addition to the consciousness cardaminetea sucks and torments. Life itself and hated, and postyle, but as she became attached, we have to stand her. Yes her and I do not think, and think only about this obnoxious sedition, to the extent that all captured, all overshadowed that destroyed even the power to look boldly into the eyes of death. Not tomorrow, sorry, and terribly at the thought that maybe he would and maybe not.