Author of quotes: Sasha Black

I would give away a full cup of oatmeal (horrible disgusting!) if someone explained to me why autumn, why winter? The alley has such impassable mud that I have only seen under a rhinoceros in a zoological garden. Wet. Bare branches clap against each other and sneeze.

There is no one in the house. A dog wind blows in all the cracks (why a dog wind?). In general, the wind is a fool: it blows in a bare park, and there’s nothing there to pick. In the yard I still deal with it somehow: I’ll stand with my back to the wind, my head down, my legs apart - and “I don’t give a damn,” as the gardener says. And you can’t hide anywhere from this bandit in the room. He bursts from under the door, through the window cracks, through the fireplace hole, and squeaks, and whines, and howls, as if his mother were a dog. He has no muzzle, no throat, no belly, no backside. I can’t figure out what he’s blowing...

I came up with a thing. It’s very embarrassing, but what can you do? You have to eat. When the rain subsides, I sometimes run to a nearby place to visit a familiar baster maker. In the evenings he dances to the gramophone. They dance the foxtrot. Must be a dog dance. I’ll stand on my hind legs, pull up my stomach, spin around and nod my head. All the couples will stop dancing... They will gather in a circle and laugh so hard that you can’t hear the gramophone. And they order me such a portion of meat that I can barely get home. Moreover, I’ll bring a veal bone in my teeth for breakfast... That’s how much you have to humiliate yourself for the sake of hunger!

Kittens! Tell me please!... Their mother, a cunning creature, disappears in the park for the whole day: she sniffs and is gone, like a mosquito in a Christmas tree. And I have to play with her children... One licks my nose. I licked it too, although for some reason my teeth suddenly clicked... The other one was sucking my ear. Am I his mother, or what? The third climbs onto my back and scratches me as if they were scraping me with a grater. Rrrrrr! Hush, Mickey, hush... Zina laughs and chokes: you, she says, are their cousin.

I didn’t start another one - crow, crow!

... it’s so sickening that you stick your tongue out at yourself in the mirror.

Never hurt a living creature, let it be a bug or a butterfly. Love and respect their lives, they created, as well as yourself, for life and joy.

Above the black hole is Smoking a bluish vapor.
Under the boots, the snow hissing and melting.
In a distant village Bug barks,
And the sun - a scarlet balloon!
Let's go to the island... Lush and grey,
In lake white he sleeps deeply,
Shining santeview sedge
Over reservoir's water...

When I look at the starry sky and thinking how every star in the sky fools and political parties, I'm starting a more tolerant attitude to our little Earth.

No craft? My friend, cheer up,
Get everything easily and without complaint,
On weekdays stuffed cigarettes,
And on Sundays write reviews.

Love should be happy
This is the right love.
Love should be beautiful -
This is the wisdom of love.
Where did you see this kind of love?
The gentlemen clerks of the General staff?
The stage where clean-shaven tenor
Holding the bib, the glove,
Whips sweet cream
Out of love, the Nightingale and the moon?
In the lyrical lines of poets,
Where love rhymes with blood
And almost always hungry.
At the feet of Love
Put this pathetic wreath of wormwood,
Which frustrated me in its desolate gardens...

Thank You, Mighty,
I snatched the language
I, like the poor, believe in case
And to all the abominations used to.

"Man comes from monkeys" - taught Darwin... He didn't foresee Pobedonostsev, otherwise he would have to prove that there are times when the monkey is from humans is.

"Above a forehead ears do not grow" - the donkeys every day prove otherwise.