slander [Theme]

Slander is very similar to the truth. Only the truth is not like the truth.

Beware of slander, even if it is false, for most people do not know the truth, but in their judgments they follow rumors.

Or is slander from friends poisonous?

Please take a look. Look at this guy. In the recent past, a paratrooper, an excellent student in combat and political training. So, do you really think, a paratrooper, an excellent student of combat and political training, out of six shots, he never managed to hit the raging hooligans, whose identities, I hope, will be established in a further objective and qualified, I hope, investigation. It turns out, according to our wonderful prosecutor, our paratroopers do not know how to shoot? And this is slander! Against our valiant army, called upon to defend our peaceful labor!

and its revelation.

your own environment?

Whatever slander may be cast on a man, he, in fact, deserves twenty times worse than that.

“Your followers have played on our fears enough. The very fact of sending a messenger will become an accusatory gesture for the witchers.

We're talking about lies. I ran a poll: Should slanderers be prosecuted? Many said: well, what are you, you need to prosecute criminals. And libel is not a crime? Libel is one of the most serious crimes. Because a word can create a world, and you can kill a person.

I don’t know worse torment.

• It seemed that life is endless - it turned out to be damn fleeting!

They always try to slander a good person.

I do not see the possibility of living any longer, because the art to which I gave my life has been ruined by the self-confident and ignorant leadership of the Party and can no longer be corrected. My life, as a writer, loses all meaning, and I with great joy, as deliverance from this vile existence, where meanness, lies and slander fall upon you, I pass away. The last hope was to at least say this to the people who rule the state, but for three years, despite my requests, I cannot even be accepted. Please bury me next to my mother.

I do not see the possibility of living further, since the art to which I gave my life has been ruined by the self-confident and ignorant leadership of the Party and now can no longer be corrected. <...> My life, as a writer, loses all meaning, and with great joy, as deliverance from this vile existence, where meanness, lies and slander fall upon you, I leave this life. The last hope was at least to say this to the people who rule the state, but for three years now, despite my requests, they cannot even accept me. I beg you to bury me next to my mother.