Character: Kot Begemot

- The bullet whistled right next to my ear! - Behemoth exclaimed proudly.

Behemoth cat: - I'm in awe!

Is it possible, sir, that on a festive night the guests at the table are divided into two classes? Some - the first, and others, as this sad mean barman put it, the second freshness?

The ball has its charm and scope.

I rushed, - said Behemoth, - into the meeting room - this one with columns, Messire, - hoping to pull out something valuable. Ah, sir, my wife, if only I had her, risked being a widow twenty times! But, fortunately, Messire, I am not married, and I will tell you straight out - I am happy that I am not married. Ah, sir, is it possible to exchange idle freedom for a burdensome yoke!

“Like pineapples in greenhouses,” said Behemoth.

I ran to the pantry, saved the salmon. I ran into the kitchen, saved a Bathrobe.

- Listen, Messire, ' said the cat, if you find no scope, I will immediately begin to adhere to the same opinion.

'Which Department issued this passport? - said the cat, peering at the page. There was no answer.
- Four hundred and twelve, himself, said the cat, drawing its paw across the passport which it was holding upside - down. 'Well, of course! Is there anyone issued a passport! And I would, for example, was not given to such as you! I have glanced only once in the face and immediately refused to!

Your presence at the funeral.

I can't shoot when under the arm I say!

I rather paws wither than I can touch someone else's.

Now the main line of this opus is thoroughly clear to me.

Do not comprehend! Sitting peacefully, perfectly quietly, eating...