Author of quotes: Ivan Alekseevich Bunin

This April blossoming of trees, grasses, flowers, in general these first spring days - there is nothing more subtly beautiful, pure, festive in the world.

As for traveling in general, I have even developed a certain philosophy regarding this. I don't know anything better than travel.

August 29, 1923

September 9, 1924

Time passes terribly monotonously. I want to do something all day, but everything is done sluggishly and lazily. I'm just afraid to think about the future.

The Russian people cry out to God only in great grief.

February 27, 1953

Our children, our grandchildren will not even be able to imagine the Russia in which we once (that is, yesterday) lived, which we did not appreciate, did not understand - all this power, complexity, wealth, happiness.

"The holiest of titles," the title of "man," is as disgraced as ever. The Russian people are also disgraced - and what would it be, where would we put our eyes, if there were no "ice campaigns"!

The land smells sweet in Italy after the rain, and each island has its own special smell!

Man his own thirty years lived like a man - he ate, drank, fought in the war, danced at weddings, loved young women and girls. And for fifteen donkey years he worked, amassed wealth. And fifteen dogs took care of their wealth, kept talking and getting angry, did not sleep at night. And then he became as ugly, as old as that monkey. And everyone shook their heads and laughed at his old age.

Blissful hours pass, and it is necessary at least somehow and at least something to preserve, that is, to oppose death, the flowering of rose hips.

We adore a woman because she dominates our ideal dream.

Human wit is not rich.