Viktor Vasnetsov - Ivan the Terrible (sketch), 1884.
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.
Mikhail Bulgakov, The Master and Margarita (1967)
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
Savva Brodsky - Illustrations to Nikolai Gogol’s “The Overcoat”
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Konstantin Somov - Book of marquise. Illustration, 1918.
"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
"The illusion which exalts us is dearer to us than ten thousand truths."
— Alexander Pushkin, The Hero ll. 64-65.
"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 Dostoyevsky, The Idiot
"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)