Manuscripts Do Not Burn.

Manuscripts Do Not Burn.

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 To Say To Hide The Truth, And You Speak Very Convincingly, And Nothing In Your Face Twitches To Give You Away. But The Truth, Alas, Has Been Disturbed By The Question, And It Rises Up From The Depths Of Your Soul To Flicker In Your Eyes And All Is Lost.

But What Can Be Done, The One Who Loves Must Share The Fate Of The Who Is Loved.

I Challenge You To A Duel!” Screamed The Cat, Sailing Over Their Heads On The Swinging Chandelier.

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.