Most People Experience Love, Without Noticing That

He Was A Natural, And In The Russian Way, Tragically Above These Banalities.

Gregariousness Is Always The Refuge Of Mediocrities, Whether They Swear By Soloviev Or Kant Or Marx. Only Individuals Seek The Truth, And They Shun Those Whose Sole Concern Is Not The Truth.

The Last Moments Slipped By, One By One, Irretrievable.

During The Last Years Of Mayakovski's Life, When All Poetry Had Ceased To Exist . . . Literature Had Stopped.

... The Unarmed Power Of Naked Truth.