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With only one, first of all, formed, correct look!

I remind myself that I myself am a purebred American. But thank God not from Texas. In Texas, people shoot first and then ask who pressed the doorbell.

- Valya. This is absolutely impossible!

Fame cannot give pleasure to those who stole it and did not deserve it; it produces constant awe only in those worthy of it.

“Don’t show off, otherwise we’ll move on,” Lev threatened.

And the whole world will sing the victorious anthem!

The choice is yours.

Fame is a heavy burden that must be carried humbly and with dignity.

I have noticed that a person truly worthy of his fame usually thinks very little about it. And he thinks much more about the great responsibility that this fame imposes on him. In fact, if others look at you carefully, you have to be an example for them in everything.

If you can draw a black square, you are not Malevich yet, and thank God.

The stupid state of a person is when he is forced to occupy himself in order to live, as the courtiers of old kings once did; be your own jester!... how not to despise yourself after that; not to lose the trust that I had in my soul... I’ll tell you one good thing: I finally realized that I was not fit for society, and now more than ever; Yesterday I was in one house NN, where, after sitting for 4 hours, I did not say a single worthwhile word; - I don’t have the key to their minds - perhaps, thank God!

The time of human life is a moment; its essence is eternal flow; feeling - vague; the structure of the whole body is perishable; soul is unstable; fate is mysterious; fame is unreliable. In a word, everything related to the body is like a stream, everything related to the soul is like a dream and smoke. Life is a struggle and a journey through a foreign land; posthumous glory - oblivion. But what can lead to the path? Nothing but philosophy

How quickly everything disappears: the very bodies in the world, the memory of them in eternity! What is everything perceived by the senses, especially that which attracts us with pleasure, or repels us with pain, or is glorified by vanity? How insignificant, despicable, base, mortal and dead all this is!

Philosophers said that the glory of the whole world does not deserve a thinking person to stretch out even one finger to it.