Indeed, In Russia There Is A Terrible

I Am Writing A Play Which I Probably Will Not Finish Until The End Of November. I Am Writing It With Considerable Pleasure, Though I Sin Frightfully Against The Conventions Of The Stage. It Is A Comedy With Three Female Parts, Six Male, Four Acts, A Landscape (view Of The Lake), Lots Of Talk On Literature, Little Action And Tons Of Love.

The Stupider The Peasant, The Better The Horse Understands Him.

A Man And A Woman Marry Because Both Of Them Do Not Know What To Do With Themselves.

The Wealthy Are Always Surrounded By Hangers-on; Science And Art Are As Well.

If I Wanted To Order A Ring For Myself, The Inscription I Should Choose Would Be: "nothing Passes Away." I Believe That Nothing Passes Away Without Leaving A Trace, And That Every Step We Take, However Small, Has Significance For Our Present And Our Future Existence.