Azazello Begged Her Not To Worry, Assuring

Not Causing Trouble, Not Touching Anything, Fixing The Primus.

Manuscripts Do Not Burn.

You Were Right," Said The Master Impressed By The Neatness Of Korovyov's Work, "when You Said: No Documents, No Person. So That Means I Don't Exist Since I Don't Have Any Documents.

Love Leaped Out In Front Of Us Like A Murderer In An Alley Leaping Out Of Nowhere, And Struck Us Both At Once. As Lightning Strikes, As A Finnish Knife Strikes! She, By The Way, Insisted Afterwards That It Wasn't So, That We Had, Of Course, Loved Each Other For A Long, Long Time, Without Knowing Each Other, Never Having Seen Each Other.

Everything Will Turn Out Right, The World Is Built On That.