I cannot get accustomed to war; my brain refuses to understand and explain a thing that is senseless in its basis. Millions of people gather at one place and, giving their actions order and regularity, kill each other, and it… — Leonid Andreyev Copy Share Image
I want to be the apostle of self destruction. I want my book to affect man's reason, his emotions, his nerves, his whole animal nature. I should like my book to make people turn pale with horror as they read… — 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… — Leonid Andreyev Copy Share Image
“Look at us, Lazarus, and share our joy. Is there anything stronger than love?" And Lazarus looked. And for the rest of their life… — Leonid Andreyev Copy Share Image
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
