“I remember the old northern legend of how God created the taiga while he was still a child. There were few colors, but they were childishly fresh and vivid, and their subjects were simple. Later, when God grew up and… — Varlam Shalamov Copy Share Image
“We realized that life, even the worst of life, consists of an alternation of joys and sorrow, successes and failure more than the successes.” — Varlam Shalamov Copy Share Image
“I remember the old northern legend of how God created the taiga while he was still a child. There were few colors, but they… — Varlam Shalamov Copy Share Image
If bones could freeze, then the brain could also be dulled and the soul could freeze over. And the soul shuddered and froze- perhaps… — Varlam Shalamov Copy Share Image
“Not a lot of flesh was left on my bones. This flesh sufficed only for malice, the last human feeling to go. Not indifference… — Varlam Shalamov Copy Share Image
There is a much that a man should not see, should not know, and if he should see it, it is better for him… — Varlam Shalamov Copy Share Image
A human being survives by his ability to forget. Memory is always ready to blot out the bad and retain only the good. — Varlam Shalamov Copy Share Image
“Life repeats Shakespearian themes more often than we think. Did Lady Macbeth, Richard III, and King Claudius exist only in the Middle Ages? Shylock… — Varlam Shalamov Copy Share Image
