Literature Has Become My Life.

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.

Azazello Begged Her Not To Worry, Assuring Her That He Had Seen Not Only Naked Women But Also Women With Their Skin Flayed Clean Off

Literature Has Become My Life.

The Tongue Can Conceal The Truth, But The Eyes Never! You're Asked An Unexpected Question, You Don't Even Flinch, It Takes Just A Second To Get Yourself Under Control, You Know Just What You Have To Say To Hide The Truth, And You Speak Very Convincingly, And Nothing In Your Face Twitches To Give You Away. But The Truth, Alas, Has Been Disturbed By The Question, And It Rises Up From The Depths Of Your Soul To Flicker In Your Eyes And All Is Lost.

Everything Passes Away-suffering,pain, Blood, Hunger,pestilence. The Sword Will Pass Away Too, But The Stars Will Remain When The Shadows Of Our Presence And Our Deeds Have Vanished From The Earth. There Is No Man Who Does Not Know That. Why, Then, Will We Not Turn Our Eyes Toward The Stars? Why?