“Pushkin loved to throw rocks. As soon as he saw a rock, he would throw it. Sometimes he became so excited that he stood, all red in the face, waving his arms, throwing rocks, simply something awful. Pushkin had four… — Daniil Kharms Copy Share Image
I was most happy when pen and paper were taken from me and I was forbidden from doing anything. I had no anxiety about… — Daniil Kharms Copy Share Image
Open this notebook every day and write down half a page at the very least. If you have nothing to write down, then at… — Daniil Kharms Copy Share Image
One must write poetry in such as way that if one threw the poem in a window, the pane would break. — Daniil Kharms Copy Share Image
There lived a redheaded man who had no eyes or ears. He didn’t have hair either, so he was called a redhead arbitrarily. He… — Daniil Kharms Copy Share Image
I am interested only in "nonsense"; only in that which makes no practical sense. I am interested in life only in its absurd manifestations. — Daniil Kharms Copy Share Image
Eleven times Jesus died on the cross, Eleven times falls down a body thrown upward, Eleven times also I abandon the logical flow of… — Daniil Kharms Copy Share Image
“Pushkin loved to throw rocks. As soon as he saw a rock, he would throw it. Sometimes he became so excited that he stood,… — Daniil Kharms Copy Share Image
“I've become painfully stale of late and have ceased to resemble a human being.” — Daniil Kharms Copy Share Image
“One short man said: "I would give anything if only I were even a tiny bit taller." He barely said it when he saw… — Daniil Kharms Copy Share Image
