“Human life is insignificant. What’s ominous is the movement of the spheres. When I settled here, a sun speck sat on the doorjamb at two in the afternoon. Thirty-six days passed. The speck jumped to the next room. The earth… — Yuri Olesha Copy Share Image
“Once he raised his arm to show his friends the back of his hand, where the veins were laid out in the shape of… — Yuri Olesha Copy Share Image
“…you know, sometimes an electric lightbulb goes out all of a sudden. Fizzles, you say. And this burned-out bulb, if you shake it, it… — Yuri Olesha Copy Share Image
“Human life is insignificant. What’s ominous is the movement of the spheres. When I settled here, a sun speck sat on the doorjamb at… — Yuri Olesha Copy Share Image
“Things don't like me. Furniture purposely sticks out its leg for me. A polished corner once literally bit me. My blanket and I have… — Yuri Olesha Copy Share Image
