To Moscow, To Moscow, To Moscow!

In Western Europe People Perish From The Congestion And Stifling Closeness, But With Us It Is From The Spaciousness.... The Expanses Are So Great That The Little Man Hasn't The Resources To Orient Himself.... This Is What I Think About Russian Suicides.

Lying Is The Same As Alcoholism. Liars Prevaricate Even On Their Deathbeds.

He Is An Emancipated Thinker Who Is Not Afraid To Write Foolish Things.

There Is Nothing New In Art Except Talent.

By Nature Servile, People Attempt At First Glance To Find Signs Of Good Breeding In The Appearance Of Those Who Occupy More Exalted Stations.