If You Want To Work On Your

Moscow Is A City That Has Much Suffering Ahead Of It.

If I Had Listened To The Critics I'd Have Died Drunk In The Gutter

Writers Are As Jealous As Pigeons.

Money, Like Vodka, Turns A Person Into An Eccentric.

The Time's Come: There's A Terrific Thunder-cloud Advancing Upon Us, A Mighty Storm Is Coming To Freshen Us Up....it's Going To Blow Away All This Idleness And Indifference, And Prejudice Against Work....i'm Going To Work, And In Twenty-five Or Thirty Years' Time Every Man And Woman Will Be Working.