Author of quotes: Rasul Gamzatov. Page 1

When I did the second time
Came to you with his eyes.
You looked at me with reproach,
Recalling, as if accidentally,
That is at the mercy limit.

I otherwise followed the rules,
The weakness of seeing evil.
In life how many friends I have left
How many of my friends are gone.
After it was all done.
And, sometimes, on the steep paths
As I confessed as not enough
I lost my friends!
And now I see you all thirst
Once loved me,
I have not forgiven one day
Or not forgive me.

We passion knowledge sweet
Her subject interest.
Raise only slightly
Mystery we the veil.
But in the world of effects and causes,
Descending into the depths,
Couldn't get none
To the truth, to the core.

You book friends, whose generous leaves waiting for your opinion. It is always true. You may be as rich as the Khan, even without a penny you will not change, will not fail her.

The most beautiful jars made from ordinary clay. As well as a beautiful poem created from words simple.

The path of the father leave father. Look for another, its path.

In whatever region nor brought me fate I always feel a representative of the land, those mountains, of that village, where I learned how to saddle a horse.

About the feast he is to proclaim glad to see us, but dormant in him, and a fierce alarm.

Had it not been for the light of the night, nowhere to get up in the morning.

Before Stripping the dagger, you must be sure that it is well sharpened.

The highlanders say, "don't pull the dagger out unnecessarily. And if you took out the Bay! Bay to immediately kill on the spot and the rider and horse".

The new book is the gorge, which I never visited, but which has already made way in front of me, beckoning in the hazy distance.

If the bull run past, no time to grab the horns and hold, the tail will not hold.

And remember, an elder of the area
He said as his sword took Podvis:
- Stake out of the car or wagon
Horse see - bow!