Literature Has Become My Life.

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!

Margarita Was Never Short Of Money. She Could Buy Whatever She Liked. Her Husband Had Plenty Of Interesting Friends. Margarita Never Had To Cook. Margarita Knew Nothing Of The Horrors Of Living In A Shared Flat. In Short... Was She Happy? Not For A Moment.

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.

The Hope That There She Would Manage To Regain Her Happiness Made Her Fearless

Manuscripts Do Not Burn.