Nikolai Gogol · 103 pages
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“Around the windows and above the doors were a multitude of small pictures, which you grow accustomed to regard as spots on the wall, and which you never look at.”
“- How dare you, I repeat, In disregard of all decency, call me a goose?
- I spit on your head, Ivan Ivanovich! What are you screaming so for?”
“At the end of the table, the secretary was reading the decision in some case, but in such a mournful and monotonous voice, that the condemned man himself would have fallen asleep while listening to it. The judge, no doubt, would have been the first of all to do so, had he not entered into an engrossing conversation while it was going on.”
“Godine 2000, aprila 43.;
Martobra 86.
Između dana i noći;
Datum nikoji
Dan je bio bez datuma;
Datuma se ne sećam. Meseca takođe nije bilo. Bilo je vrag bi ga znao šta.;
Datum 1.;
Madrid Februarij
trideseti;
Januar iste te godine, koji je
nastupio posle februara;
25. datum;
Datum 34 godine
Februar 349.”
“How dared you, I repeat, in disregard of all decency, call me a goose?”
“in accordance with the primitive arrangement of things, the most trifling causes produce the greatest events, and the grandest undertakings end in the most insignificant results.”
“And Petersburg was left without Akakii Akakievich, as though he had never lived there. A being disappeared, and was hidden, who was protected by none, dear to none, interesting to none, who never even attracted to himself the attention of an observer of nature, who omits no opportunity of thrusting a pin through a common fly, and examining it under the microscope...”
“All this has for me an indescribable charm, perhaps because I no longer see it, and because anything from which we are separated is pleasing to us.”
“Be quiet, Afanasii Ivanovich,” said Pulcheria Ivanovna: “you just like to talk, and that’s all. A dog is not clean; a dog soils things, and breaks everything: but the cat is a peaceable beast; she does no harm to any one.”
“Pulcheria Ivanovna reached out her hand to stroke her; but the ungrateful animal had evidently become too well used to robber cats, or adopted some romantic notion about love and poverty being better than a palace, for the cats were as poor as church-mice.”
“The mighty sturgeon has his pool; The stork upon the dam makes his habitation. Fish in scaly armour, Birds in serried plumes, find protection. In my distress I question that inscrutable expanse: O bowels of earth! O boundless sky! Will ye not hearken to my cry? Above, the twinkling Milky Way; The air cold, Slanting moonlight, The water-clock sunk past midnight. My restless heart grieves still;”
“But you are human, and just like the rest of us you have the potential to be both a devil and an angel. There's no such thing as an evil race, just a human race.
--Cressida”
“In this mortal frame of mine which is made of a hundred bones and nine orifices there is something, and this something is called a wind-swept spirit for lack of a better name, for it is much like a thin drapery that is torn and swept away at the slightest stir of the wind. This something in me took to writing poetry years ago, merely to amuse itself at first, but finally making it its lifelong business. It must be admitted, however, that there were times when it sank into such dejection that it was almost ready to drop its pursuit, or again times when it was so puffed up with pride that it exulted in vain victories over the others. Indeed, ever since it began to write poetry, it has never found peace with itself, always wavering between doubts of one kind and another. At one time it wanted to gain security by entering the service of a court, and at another it wished to measure the depth of its ignorance by trying to be a scholar, but it was prevented from either because of its unquenchable love of poetry. The fact is, it knows no other art than the art of writing poetry, and therefore, it hangs on to it more or less blindly.”
“With Tom, there had never been a door to close, only the grass to lie on, never a bed; no walls, no ceiling to shut them in - or others out. Only the moon to see them, only the moon, some stars and whatever it was that had flown up out of the field when Ede had cried 'don't' in the final seconds of their embrace. Don't - meaning don't withdraw.”
“Професоре, това е само предложение – изрече телефонът. – Към държавния глава обикновено не се обръщат с dragotzennyi.
- А сега да ти кажа аз. Идват хората при мен и питат. Защо бездейства този достоен и интелигентен човек? Защо не служи той на държавата? И аз отговарям: не знам. И те също като мен правят какви ли не предположения.
- Кои са те? – сухо попита Круг.
- Приятели, приятели на закона, приятели на законодателя. И селските братства. И градските клубове. И великите масонски ложи. Защо е така, поради каква причина този човек не е с нас? Аз само повтарям техните въпроси.”
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