How Much Savage Coarseness Is Concealed In

This Was Not The Old Chichikov. This Was Some Wreckage Of The Old Chichikov. The Inner State Of His Soul Might Be Compared To A Demolished Building, Which Has Been Demolished So That From It A New One Could Be Built; But The New One Has Not Been Started Yet, Because The Infinitive Plan Has Not Yet Come From The Architect And The Workers Are Left In Perplexity.

What Is Stronger In Us — Passion Or Habit? Or Are All The Violent Impulses, All The Whirl Of Our Desires And Turbulent Passions, Only The Consequence Of Our Ardent Age, And Is It Only Through Youth That They Seem Deep And Shattering?

A Time Of Famine And Poverty Will Come And The People As A Whole As Well As Every Individual In It Will Suffer.

Keep Not Money, But Keep Good People's Company.

Steeds, Steeds, What Steeds! Has The Whirlwind A Home In Your Manes?