Author of quotes: Zinaida Nikolaevna Gippius. Page 4

After all, trample is now somewhere in the first pot
Because soap is now for someone a noose,
After all, someone sitting on death letter
And we love the unprecedented sing
About a timid balconies, drops dozhdevykh,
About sweet dreams, powerless-begninig.
Pretty! Go...
No, the old we we weak in spirit and body
And people can not, either by word or deed,
To help break their damn network.

And every variation I continue.
I care for all of your sacred moments
They are in me - single chain links.
Plagued whether you, or amuse,
Love whether an hour, or the time of contempt -
I through all, through all, love you.

I don't know where to Holiness, where Vice,
And no, I do not judge, do not measure.
I only tremble before the eternal loss:
Who owns God owns the Rock.
You were at the crossroads of three roads, -
And you didn't face up to His eve...
He was surprised your unbelief
And the miracle of you couldn't accomplish.

Scared of what does not live, sleep.
And all the doubles, all four.
In the past sins so passionately much
What to look terrible on God.

The master of life loves us all
And gave us strength on the fate.
Humility is ruining us
And passion to imagine.

One unclear we are accustomed to appreciate.
The intricate knots, with some passion about,
We are looking for subtlety, not believing that it is possible
Greatness with simplicity in soul connect.

We tried talking sometimes so great,
And mnitsya - power us great this.
We preach a loving,
And all called to him strongly and powerfully.
Alas for us: we go way threat.
Before the sorrow of a stranger are doomed to be silent, -
We are so helpless, so pathetic and funny
When trying to help others in vain.

Nervously, stumbling, hurrying
Insisted and swore: guilty
All in all my soul!
And there is no cause of evil,
What I had not done... -
An old man with a harsh smile
The flow of my speeches interrupted:
"Don't hurry! Who would not arrive
Blames himself the hour:
Make out there, they say, and judge,
And all sins are forgiven at once.
Everyone sins is not enough,
You executed indiscriminately to glad.
And figure out yourself first,
Find what was not guilty."

Me on the ground talking tales:
"There is a man. Is love."
But there is only anger. Masks. Mask.
The lies and filth. Lies and blood.
When he offered me to be born -
Not saying that the world is so.
How could I not agree?
And now - home! Home!

Great I was tempted.
I head before them bowed.
But there is a temptation... the temptation of solitude...
Him since I didn't win.

Com'st thou solitude is not love?
Privacy - great temple.
People... will not save them, will destroy himself,
But here, alone, you're equal to Us.
You will not hear, not see,
With you - only We are so quiet.
Because one who loves must hate
But hate from Us is prohibited.
Long have you been my dear sweet.
We are together, together, and always alone;
How sweet rescue serenity!
Happy lamp lights!

Sometimes, as children, people are happy
And in the ease of their live fun,
Oh, let them laugh! There is no consolation
To look into the darkness of my soul heavy.
I will not break the joy of the instant,
I don't open them doors of consciousness
And now, in the pride of my humble,
The great vow of silence.
In silence I walk by, by,
Covering his face, in which gave
Lead me inexorably
Cruel and bold sorrow.

Adjure people working,
Labor and every other,
Until the last days:
Be smarter than us!

Without grumbling, without surprise
We are doing what God wants.
He created us without inspiration
And love, creating, can.
We fall, a crowd of powerless,
Powerless believing in miracles
And on top, like a stove grave,
Blind crush heaven.