Manuscripts Don't Burn.

To Speak The Truth Is Easy And Pleasant.

Cowardice Is The Most Terrible Of Vices.

But Worse Things Were About To Be Found In The Bedroom: On The Jeweller’s Wife’s Ottoman, In A Casual Pose, Sprawled A Third Party- Namely, A Black Cat Of Uncanny Size, With A Glass Of Vodka In One Paw And A Fork, On Which He Had Managed To Spear A Pickled Mushroom, In The Other. , The Master And Magarita

The Tongue May Hide The Truth But The Eyes—never!

Manuscripts Do Not Burn.