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 Mikhail Bulgakov More Quotes by Mikhail Bulgakov More Quotes From Mikhail Bulgakov Foreign visitors . . . how impressed you all are with foreign visitors! But they come in many different varieties. Mikhail Bulgakov visitors variety different The procurator studied the new arrival with avid, and slightly fearful eyes. It was the kind of look one gives someone one has heard of and thought a lot about, and whom one is meeting for the first time. Mikhail Bulgakov avid eye giving Not causing trouble, not touching anything, fixing the primus. Mikhail Bulgakov fixing touching trouble If it is true that cowardice is the most grave vice, then the dog, at least, is not guilty of it. Mikhail Bulgakov guilty vices dog Don't be afraid, Queen ... don't be afraid, Queen, the blood has long since gone into the earth. And where it was spilled, grapevines are already growing. Mikhail Bulgakov queens long blood The darkness that had come in from the Mediterranean covered the city so detested by the procurator. Mikhail Bulgakov covered cities darkness Never ask for anything! Never for anything, and especially from those who are stronger than you. They'll make the offer themselves, and give everything themselves. Mikhail Bulgakov offers stronger giving For some reason, cats are usually addressed familiarly, though no cat has ever drunk bruderschaft with anyone. Mikhail Bulgakov drunk cat reason You were right," said the Master impressed by the neatness of Korovyov's work, "when you said: no documents, no person. So that means I don't exist since I don't have any documents. Mikhail Bulgakov masters said mean Difficult folk, these women! Mikhail Bulgakov folks difficult women Love leaped out in front of us like a murderer in an alley leaping out of nowhere, and struck us both at once. As lightning strikes, as a Finnish knife strikes! She, by the way, insisted afterwards that it wasn't so, that we had, of course, loved each other for a long, long time, without knowing each other, never having seen each other. Mikhail Bulgakov knives knowing long What's the use of dying in a ward surrounded by a lot of groaning and croaking incurables? Wouldn't it be much better to throw a party with that twenty-seven thousand and take poison and depart for the other world to the sound of violins, surrounded by lovely drunken girls and happy friends? Mikhail Bulgakov other-worlds party girl I had the pleasure of meeting that young man at the Patriarch's Ponds. He almost drove me mad myself, proving to me that I don't exist. But you do believe that it is really I? Mikhail Bulgakov mad men believe To speak the truth is easy and pleasant. Mikhail Bulgakov truth-is speak easy 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! Mikhail Bulgakov philosopher cowardice vices Who ever told you there is no such thing in the world as real, true, everlasting love? May the liar have his despicable tongue cut out! Mikhail Bulgakov cutting real liars It must be added that from his first words the foreigner made a repellent impression on the poet, but Berlioz rather liked him - that is, not liked but . . . how to put it . . . was interested, or whatever. Mikhail Bulgakov berlioz poet firsts I challenge you to a duel!” screamed the cat, sailing over their heads on the swinging chandelier. Mikhail Bulgakov sailing cat challenges Cowardice is the greatest sin. Mikhail Bulgakov cowardice sin My writing is progressing slowly, but at least it's moving forward. I'm sure that's the case. The only problem is that I'm never absolutely certain that what I've written is any good. Mikhail Bulgakov progress writing moving
