Author of quotes: Igor Severyanin. Page 6

I love cardio, reckless,
All instinctive as is, you!
But what I like, I know vaguely,
Or rather - I don't know.
How to kiss you! how sweet!
You're with me - laughing and not - sad...
Because you because I love
That love reasons not looking for!..

The original, you faded from the copies!

The woman should be lunar in nature,
And that it was always through the spring...

Love is wanton. The senselessness even, perhaps.
To love for something? Makes love - that's love.

Love is likened to the Troika, furious and Shala,
Seeking me to sail the ship.

Here and left. Was not.
Just like everything, but how unspeakable!
You see, as you are loved,
What is left a burning trail?
Inverted soul:
Yesterday - yesterday! - we were two
And here is one... Despair is
What stinu all, not thinking, not breathing.

Love deeply and true 1909. September
How to love you, not arguing,
His outburst prompting
To drive the hosts of ghastly shadows...
The immortal who loved, suffered, -
Love deeply and true!

Awesome I had a dream last night:
I went with a girl, poems to read Block.
The horse walked silently. Rustled the wheel.
And tears dripped. And wound a blonde curl...
And more than anything my dream did not contain...
But shocked them deeply agitated,
All day I think, anxious trembling,
About a strange girl, not forgetting the Block...

Meet, to part,
Fall in love, to fall out of love.
I want to laugh
And crying, and not to live!
Swear to break an oath,
Wish klenot dreams...
Oh, Woe to those who understood
All the pleasures of vanity.
In the village wants the capital...
In the capital wants of the soul...
And everywhere a human face
Cruel soul...
How often is the beauty uradna
And there is ugliness in beauty...
How often do meanness noble
Evil and innocent mouth.
So how do you not laugh,
Not to cry, how to live,
When it is possible to leave,
When it is possible to fall out of love?

Every woman loves a lie
And compliments, and flattery.
If you like, will be award
If I was angry with - revenge.
Every woman loves cheating
And humiliation and... beach.
A woman loves such contrasts
It is impossible to comprehend.

Having your don't the other.
Always settle for one.
Others to learn stupid:
A stranger will remain a stranger.

Justify whether you, again, as many times resoures, I reached out, maybe with poison flowers, which may you through the day, in a year or ten years will become a stranger, as all will justify you?

... And society, looking calmly
The oppression of their geniuses,
Fiercely the government with dignity,
And not to dream about him the other days...