“Wherever in life it may be, whether amongst its tough, coarsely poor, and untidily moldering mean ranks, or its monotonously cold and… — Nikolai Gogol Copy Share Image
“But nothing is permanent in this world. Joy in the second moment of its arrival is already less keen than in the… — Nikolai Gogol Copy Share Image
Everywhere across whatever sorrows of which our life is woven, some radiant joy will gaily flash past. — Nikolai Gogol Copy Share Image
“Everywhere, in whatever realm of life, whether among its callous, coarsely impoverished and messily moldering lower ranks, or among its monotonously gelid… — Nikolai Gogol Copy Share Image
But there is nothing enduring in the world, and therefore even joy in the second minute is already not as acute as… — Nikolai Gogol Copy Share Image
it's not my job to preach a sermon. Art is anyhow a homily. My job is to speak in living images, not in arguments.… — Nikolai Gogol Copy Share Image
“What a strange creature man is! He does not believe in God, but he does believe that if the bridge of is nose itches… — Nikolai Gogol Copy Share Image
“Our century is so shallow, its desires scattered so widely, our knowledge so encyclopedic, that we are absolutely unable to focus our designs on… — Nikolai Gogol Copy Share Image
I ask everyone in Russia to pray for me, beginning with the bishops, whose whole life is a single prayer. I ask prayers also… — Nikolai Gogol Copy Share Image
Go along, go along quickly, and set all you have on the table for us. We don't want doughnuts, honey buns, poppy cakes, and… — Nikolai Gogol Copy Share Image
Like all of us sinners, General Betrishchev was endowed with many virtues and many defects. Both the one and the other were scattered through… — Nikolai Gogol Copy Share Image
“It seemed that both had lately had a touch of that pain under the waistband which comes of a sedentary life.” — Nikolai Gogol Copy Share Image
...how much savage coarseness is concealed in refined, cultivated manners... — Nikolai Gogol Copy Share Image
Russia! Russia... Everything in you is open, desolate and level; your squat towns barely protrude in the midst of the plains like dots, like… — Nikolai Gogol Copy Share Image
“The fair-haired man was one of those people in whose character there is at first sight a certain obstinacy. Before you can open your… — Nikolai Gogol Copy Share Image
“Well, so that's the prosecutor! He lived and lived, and then died! And they will say in the papers that he died to the… — Nikolai Gogol Copy Share Image
