Author of quotes: Mikhail Mikhailovich Prishvin. Page 3

Words of love are very simple and about simple things... But if begin the words from within, fiery, passionate, it comes at the expense of love, and it turns out that the song of songs, which we hear from time immemorial. The meaning of this song is a call to the sacred wedding night life...

Finished at the finish "kashcheeva chain". The novel was begun in 1922, so it was written 6 years. In the second part, where it depicted the love, put a personal experience in 1902. The only surviving letter to my bride with a failure to me in all the time of writing were under arms, and gave me the strength to write. Upon return from Peter when to open the ground, I'll bury it in the ground, and this place will be my grave love. <...> Ended diamond spring light gray crying tears spring. Dry my eyes, my tears seep inside, and nobody can see.

Was today a good day or bad - I don't know. In my soul, in the nature of late autumn, turns and stirs the longing. Today I just noticed that the grey trunk of a large tree trembled, a single Golden leaf.

Reading a great book, I think: "Here I have it in the day to read, but to write it, he spent all his life!" After hearing the first spring green noise at the birch, I say, "so to presumeth, because it is half a century growing up!"

What is art? Here's some birdie sitting on a branch, a lump hammer, and a tip of her curve, and, on the one hand, the line of this spout is part of the trajectory of something huge, like Mars and the other is a great have heart sweetly, clearly, responsively, the awe of nothing and nothing is everything...

Eastern people, the collapse of personal effort to explain the fate: fate! the socialists fate and economic necessity, the moralists - the duty of artists is boredom.

With the years, tired of faith in human achievement, and so little by little we all are to a certain extent pessimistic, <...> here only starts people a little bit to look human when he is disappointed in humanity.

The librarian Pavlov (...) on Easter night, got into tea in Kvashenko, where the mass collected men, and suddenly began to lecture about the origin of man from apes. The effect, they say, was extraordinary, like the old men even got carried away and was late to mass. One, by the way, after hearing the lecture, sent a note with the question: "If man comes from apes, then why is currently are born from monkeys only monkeys, not humans, why now it has stopped."

About yourself people never see, to see, to come someone from the outside.

The servant, enduring all lay in the future, Mr. today, openly enters fighting for their present. Lord - the ruler of the present day, a slave to the future.

What is romantic? Is a poet taking poetic word, as it, like life. So romantic always stand at the threshold of tragedy. This childhood, extended adolescence, and youth, saved in courage. This is faith in achieving the impossible. A lot of people referring to this element, then sigh life, other malice to the deception - the skeptics, satirists, and others (monkeys) a different breed and not knowing never the feelings do their thing.
The heroes of earth are unconsciously living this feeling like unopened underground reservoir of fertility lies under the flowers of the meadows...

Revolution does the same, making the wind in nature: born unequal distribution of heat on earth, the wind equals warm and everywhere carries the seeds, but grow from the seeds themselves, using the heat and light of the sun and eating from the earth and air.

"Oblomov". In this novel glorifies the Russian laziness inwardly and outwardly it also condemned the image of the dead-active people (Olga and Stolz). No "positive" activity in Russia could not withstand criticism Oblomov: his peace is fraught with request a high value on such activities, which would be worth to lose the rest. It's kind of Tolstoy's "doing". Otherwise it can not be in a country where any activity aimed at improving its existence, accompanied by a sense of wrong, and the only activity in which the personal merges completely with the case for others, can be opposed by Oblomov rest. In the novel there is only a purely external tap huge Russian fact, and therefore only the novel became famous. The antithesis of Oblomov not Stoltz, and maximalist, with whom Oblomov could really be friends, argue on the merits and how to merge, at times, as it is merged in Ilya Muromets: film and suddenly go, like gone! Out of oblomovism and perfectionism did not have a moral existence in Russia, is only approximate.

Good that I remembered this day... <...> ... read Karamzin today about Paris, and here is a Sparrow in the Luxembourg garden stood before me in bright provesende light, some lady threw him a crumb of bread, I looked over and suddenly she's the one in pink all the laughing came.
- You're up late, ' I said.
- Right, - she answered, - it is impossible for me first...
Truth: the first on a first date, as it can be! We, inexperienced and learned on the novels, I think that women should aspire to lies, etc., meanwhile they are sincere to such an extent that we imagine it yourself without experience can not; only the sincerity, the sincerity is not like our concept of it, we mix it with the truth.