Author of quotes: Sergey Vladimirovich Mikhalkov

I say, well, when was that? Stalinism, acehenese, obsession with people. Don't want to speculate, but what would have behaved, in these conditions, so samonazvanie elite: the writer Bykov, journalist Albats, journalist Shenderovich, a columnist Larina, or TV presenter Sobchak? This liberal scum that whether elite? God forbid! No! But our Hero Mohammed Nurbagandov, which is under the barrel of the gun for a second before going to kill him, calling, "brothers Work!". Roman Filipov, who are blowing themselves taking enemies with him, shouting to catch: "This is for boys!". If they thought that this someone will see, hear that they appreciate? No! This is the same elite that is responsible for himself and for his people, takes responsibility. This is the same elite that is able in the most difficult moments of life, to be human. Leads by example, who loves his people. Elite, do not betray their own, the same rod for them based. The great philosopher Ivan Ilyin wrote: "one must Live in order to die!". That's the mark of the elite, to live for the sake of their homeland. For the people, the responsibility for words, compassion for the fallen, understanding and responsibility for what they say and do, and most importantly - is the realization that the people from which you came and honoured thinks you're elite.

When these sheep of "Comedy Woman" joke here, they understand what they're saying? They were talking about? For a moment they can imagine what it is at forty degrees of frost stand from hoses poured ice-cold water and ice to turn into a monument to himself?
General Dmitry Karbyshev - a fantastic personality. What says General Karbyshev in the last second of his life: "Comrades, think of the Motherland, and the courage to leave us!". Now this may be viewed as an anachronism. what homeland, some Karbyshev... But you for a moment imagine. Don't curse the enemy there, and formulated the meaning of his existence. This is the rod. Because it's not for the camera, not for photos, not for the media, not to the public. This is a conversation with God.

Overseas anti-Soviet poison. Cooked in the kitchen of our open enemy.
Under the new recipe as a seasoning. Was cooks offered parsnips.
All our people spit on the dish: smell we know where!

"You are my mountain,
The old mine
You no heart,
In the door for you, no!"
Making it up girl
Four old years.
Made it up Katya,
Repeated
Went to bed.
I just sat until midnight
On the kitchen table.
I just sat until midnight
Under the rustling of mice.
All sat and all breaks off
The tip of pencils.
And then I have them honed
And breaks off again,
There is nothing to invent,
To go to sleep...

I have again:
Thirty-six and five!
The abdomen is touched - no pain!
Sneeze - not chihaya!
And cough no! And General view
Just as it should be!
And tomorrow at exactly nine
Have to school I go
And before dinner to sit there -
To read, write and even sing!
And the Board stand, silent,
Not knowing what to answer...
I have again:
Thirty-six and five!

I have again:
Thirty-six and five!
The abdomen is touched - no pain!
Sneeze - not chihaya!
And cough no! And General view
Just as it should be!
And tomorrow at exactly nine
Have to school I go
And before dinner to sit there -
To read, write and even sing!
And the Board stand, silent,
Not knowing what to answer...
I have again:
Thirty-six and five!

We see the city of Petrograd
In the seventeenth year:
Running man, running soldiers
Shoot on the move.
A worker drags a machine gun.
Now he will come to fight.
A poster: "Down with the lords!
Down with the landlords!"

Children today, tomorrow - the people.

Summer night, at dawn,
Hitler gave the troops the order
And sent soldiers German
Against all the people of the Soviet
That means against us.
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"No! - we said to the Nazis -
Will not tolerate our people,
To Russian bread scented
Was called the word "Brot".

"Where's our father?" - quizzed stubbornly
The son of the Worm the Mama Worm.
"He's fishing!" - meet Mom...
As a Half-truth to the Truth is near!

The steep trail mountain
Went home shearling black
And on the bridge humpback
Met a white brother.
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Top sun bakes,
And below the river flows.
In this river early in the morning
Drowned two sheep.

What a pity that adults
sometimes
Do not understand us.
And childhood, themselves say,
Only happens once!

Say, for the New year
That neither want -
Everything always happens
Everything always comes true.

We walked around the Neglinnaya,
Went to the Boulevard,
We bought the blue
Prezeleny red ball!