No one’s fate is of any interest to you except your own.

Most bad,” the host concluded. “If you ask me, something sinister lurks in men who avoid wine, games, the company of lovely women, and dinnertime conversation. Such people are either gravely ill or secretly detest...

I must give due praise to the man who first extracted morphine from poppyheads. He was a true benefactor of mankind. The pain stopped seven minutes after the injection. Interesting: the pain passed over me...

I, the unfortunate Doctor Polyakov, who became addicted to morphine in February of this year, warn anyone who may suffer the same fate not to attempt to replace morphine with cocaine. Cocaine is a most...

Everyone listened to this amusing narrative with great interest, and the moment that Behemoth concluded it, they all shouted in unison: ‘Lies!

You’re not Dostoevsky,’ said the citizeness, who was getting muddled by Koroviev. Well, who knows, who knows,’ he replied. ‘Dostoevsky’s dead,’ said the citizeness, but somehow not very confidently. ‘I protest!’ Behemoth exclaimed hotly. ‘Dostoevsky...

A dog’s spirit dies hard.

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.

The tongue may hide the truth but the eyes—never!

To struggle against censorship, whatever its nature, and whatever the power under which it exists, is my duty as a writer, as are calls for freedom of the press. I am a passionate supporter of...

The whole horror of the situation is that he now has a human heart, not a dog’s heart. And about the rottenest heart in all creation!

Everything passes away-suffering,pain, blood, hunger,pestilence. The sword will pass away too, but the stars will remain when the shadows of our presence and our deeds have vanished from the Earth. There is no man who...

Follow me, reader! Who told you that there is no true, faithful, eternal love in this world! May the liar’s vile tongue be cut out! Follow me, my reader, and me alone, and I will...

In front of me 327 pages of the manuscript [Master and Margarita] (about 22 chapters). The most important remains – editing, and it’s going to be hard. I will have to pay close attention to...

Dar cine iubeşte e dator să împărtăşească destinul fiinţei iubite.

Man is mortal, and as the professor so rightly said mortality can come so suddenly

But what can be done, the one who loves must share the fate of the one he loves.

Kindness. The only possible method when dealing with a living creature. You’ll get nowhere with an animal if you use terror, no matter what its level of development may be. That I have maintained, do...

You should never ask anyone for anything. Never- and especially from those who are more powerful than yourself.

Is that vodka?” Margarita asked weakly.The cat jumped up in his seat with indignation.”I beg pardon, my queen,” he rasped, “Would I ever allow myself to offer vodka to a lady? This is pure alcohol!

Everything will turn out right, the world is built on that.

Nobody should be whipped. Remember that, once and for all. Neither man nor animal can be influenced by anything but suggestion.

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...

Not fooling around, not bothering nobody, just sitting here mending the Primus,” said the cat with a hostile frown, “and, moreover, I consider it my duty to warn you that the cat is an ancient,...

The tongue can conceal the truth, but the eyes never! You’re asked an unexpected question, you don’t even flinch, it takes just a second to get yourself under control, you know just what you have...

You are not Dostoevsky,’ said the woman…’You never can tell…’ he answered.’Dostoevsky is dead,’ the woman said, a bit uncertainly.’I protest!’ he said with heat, ‘Dostoevsky is immortal!

Annushka has already bought the sunflower oil, and has not only bought it, but has already spilled it.

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.

– But here is a question that is troubling me: if there is no God, then, one may ask, who governs human life and, in general, the whole order of things on earth?– Man governs...

I believe you!’ the artiste exclaimed finally and extinguishes his gaze. ‘I do! These eyes are not lying! How many times have I told you that your basic error consists in underestimating the significance of...

But would you kindly ponder this question: What would your good do if evil didn’t exist, and what would the earth look like if all the shadows disappeared? After all, shadows are cast by things...

Devil take you? That, in fact, can be done!” And—bang!

How sad, ye Gods, how sad the world is at evening, how mysterious the mists over the swamps! You will know it when you have wandered astray in those mists, when you have suffered greatly...

I suppose that in no educational institution can one become an educated person.

What would your good do if evil didn’t exist, and what would the earth look like if all the shadows disappeared?

Avendo perso uno degli inseguiti, Ivan concentrò la sua attenzione sul gatto, e vide quello strano animale avvicinarsi al predellino del vagone di testa del tram A immobile alla fermata, spingere via con insolenza una...

Cowardice is the most terrible of vices.

The buckets emptied quickly, and men from different squads took turns bringing water from the gully that lay towards the city, where, in the feeble shade of emaciated mulberries, a muddy stream lived out its...

Dialogo tra Levi Matteo e Satana (il mago Woland).”Se vieni da me, perché non mi hai salutato, ex pubblicano?”, replico Woland severo.”Perché non voglio che tu stia in salute”, rispose brusco il nuovo venuto.”Ma dovrai...

Yes, man is mortal, but that would be only half the trouble. The worst of it is that he’s sometimes unexpectedly mortal—there’s the trick!

If you’ve been exiled, why don’t you send me word of yourself? People do send word. Have you stopped loving me? No, for some reason I don’t believe that. It means you were exiled and...

Once more and for the last time, the moon flashed above and broke into pieces, and then everything went black.