Viktor Vasnetsov - Ivan the Terrible (sketch), 1884.

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Anna Akhmatova

No foreign sky protected me,
no stranger’s wing shielded my face.
I stand as witness to the common lot,
survivor of that time, that place.


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Mikhail Bulgakov, The Master and Margarita (1967)

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"And thus,
I stood hunched by the window,
and my brow melted the glass.
What will it be: love or no love?
And what kind of love:
big or minute?
How could a body like this have a big love?
It should be a teeny-weeny,
humble, little love;
a love that shies at the hooting of cars,
that adores the bells of horse-trams."

— Vladimir Mayakovsky, A Cloud in Trousers (excerpt), trans. George Reavey (via mayakovsky)
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Savva Brodsky - Illustrations to Nikolai Gogol’s “The Overcoat”

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Konstantin Somov - Book of marquise. Illustration, 1918. 

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"What’s more, the awareness I have that no matter how ridiculous and humiliated I may seem, there lies within me that treasure of strength which will someday make them all change their opinion of me, this awareness — almost since the humiliated years of my childhood — then constituted the only source of my life, my light and my dignity, my weapon and my consolation, otherwise I might have killed myself while still a child."

— Dostoevsky, The Adolescent
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"The illusion which exalts us is dearer to us than ten thousand truths."

— Alexander Pushkin, The Hero ll. 64-65.
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"We must never forget that human motives are generally far more complicated than we are apt to suppose, and that we can very rarely accurately describe the motives of another."

Fyodor DostoyevskyThe Idiot
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"The bourgeoisie loves so-called “positive” types and novels with happy endings since they lull one into thinking that it is fine to simultaneously acquire capital and maintain one’s innocence, to be a beast and still be happy."

Anton Chekhov, in a letter to A.S. Suvorin. (April 13, 1895)
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