Write For Pleasure And Publish For Money.

Cabbage Soup And Barley. They're Russia's National Food. Both Excellent In Their Way, But A Shade Monotonous.

Habit Is Heaven's Own Redress: It Takes The Place Of Happiness.

As Long As There Is One Heart On Earth Where I Still Live, My Memory Will Not Die.

Moscow... How Many Strains Are Fusing In That One Sound, For Russian Hearts! What Store Of Riches It Imparts!

I Was Not Born To Amuse The Tsars.