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I Suppose That In No Educational Institution Can One Become An Educated Person.

Once In 1919, When I Was Traveling At Night By Train, I Wrote A Short Story. In The Town Where The Train Stopped, I Took The Story To The Publisher Of The Newspaper Who Published The Story.

Cowardice Was Undoubtedly One Of The Most Terrible Vices - Thus Spoke Yeshua Ha-nozri. 'no, Philosopher, I Disagree With You: It Is The Most Terrible Vice!

Not Fooling Around, Not Bothering Nobody, Just Sitting Here Mending The Primus," Said The Cat With A Hostile Frown, "and, Moreover, I Consider It My Duty To Warn You That The Cat Is An Ancient, Inviolable Animal.

You're Not Dostoevsky,' Said The Citizeness, Who Was Getting Muddled By Koroviev. Well, Who Knows, Who Knows,' He Replied. 'dostoevsky's Dead,' Said The Citizeness, But Somehow Not Very Confidently. 'i Protest!' Behemoth Exclaimed Hotly. 'dostoevsky Is Immortal!