But what can be done, the one who loves must share the fate of the one he loves.
In the first few seconds an aching sadness wrenched his heart, but it soon gave way to a feeling of sweet disquiet, the excitement of gypsy wanderlust.
I challenge you to a duel!” screamed the cat, sailing over their heads on the swinging chandelier.
The cat, covered in dust and standing on its hind legs, bowed to Margarita. Round its neck it was now wearing a made-up white bow tie on an elastic band, with a pair of ladies’ mother-of-pearl binoculars hanging on a cord. It had also gilded its whiskers.
Twelve men conducted the investigation, gathering as on a knitting-needle the accursed stitches of this complicated case all over Moscow.
You should never ask anyone for anything. Never- and especially from those who are more powerful than yourself. They will make the offer and they will give of their own accord.
His swearing is methodical, continuous, and apparently entirely senseless.
Then he hung up, the scoundrel!
Once more and for the last time, the moon flashed above and broke into pieces, and then everything went black.
Koniec seansu! Maestro! Zasuwaj pan marsza!
Ah, professor, if only you had discovered a way of rejuvenating hair!” Chapter 2.
Don’t be afraid, Queen, the blood has long run down into the earth. And on the spot where it was spilled, grapevines are growing today.
But this is what disturbs me: if there is no God, then, the question is, who is in control of man’s life and the whole order of things on earth?
Cowardice is the most terrible of vices.
He who never hurries is always on time.
What would your good do if evil didn’t exist, and what would the earth look like if all the shadows disappeared?
There’s only one degree of freshness – the first, which makes it also the last.
You pronounced your words as if you don’t acknowledge the shadows, or the evil either. Would you be so kind as to give a little thought to the question of what your good would be doing if evil did not exist, and how the earth would look if the shadows were to disappear from it?
The tongue may hide the truth but the eyes – never!
Once upon a time there was a lady. She had no children, and no happiness either. And at first she cried for a long time, but then she became wicked...