Do you not see the hand of God, which gives harmony, light, and love to the world? Do not the mountains, in the blue cloud of incense, sing their hymn of glory? — Leonid Andreyev Copy Share Image
Ah well, 'tis the way of the world -- births and deaths, births and deaths. — Leonid Andreyev Copy Share Image
When a man has the rope about his neck, you don't ask him about his health! — Leonid Andreyev Copy Share Image
“Life seemed to him to be a narrow cage, and her iron bars were many and dense, and there was only one way out.” — Leonid Andreyev Copy Share Image
Do you not see the hand of God, which gives harmony, light, and love to the world? Do not the mountains, in the blue… — Leonid Andreyev Copy Share Image
As we educate a child -- removing out of its path those obstacles over which we ourselves, in early days, have stumbled, and strengthening its mind with the aid of our own matured experience -- we, as it were, construct a new and better replica of ourselves, and thus enable the race to move slowly, but surely, forward towards the… — Leonid Andreyev Copy Share
“Look at us, Lazarus, and share our joy. Is there anything stronger than love?" And Lazarus looked. And for the rest of their life they kept on loving each other, but their passion grew gloomy and joyless, like those funeral cypresses whose roots feed on the decay of the graves and whose black summits in a still evening hour seek… — Leonid Andreyev Copy Share
Don't laugh at the voice of the stars. They are far away, their rays are light and pale, and we can barely see their… — Leonid Andreyev Copy Share Image
Who is all-powerful in the world? Who is most dreadful in the world? The machine. Who is most fair, most wealthy, and all-wise? The… — Leonid Andreyev Copy Share Image
What worse can happen to a man than to have been born? It's like asking a man who is drowning whether he is not… — Leonid Andreyev Copy Share Image
The papers are full of murders -- strange murders. It is all nonsense that there are as many brains as there are men; mankind… — Leonid Andreyev Copy Share Image
The loss of reason in war seems to me honorable, like the death of a sentry at his post. — Leonid Andreyev Copy Share Image
