“Not a lot of flesh was left on my bones. This flesh sufficed only for malice, the last human feeling to go. Not indifference but malice was the last human feeling, it was the closest to the bone.” — 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
