The old, slow, creaking descriptions are a thing of the past; today the rule is brevity - but every word must be… — Yevgeny Zamyatin Copy Share Image
The flame will cool tomorrow, or the day after tomorrow… But someone must see this already today, and speak heretically today about… — Yevgeny Zamyatin Copy Share Image
It was clear: I was sick. I never used to dream. They say in the old days it was the most normal… — Yevgeny Zamyatin Copy Share Image
Life itself today has lost its plane reality: it is projected, not along the old fixed points, but along the dynamic coordinates… — Yevgeny Zamyatin Copy Share Image
All truths are erroneous. This is the very essence of the dialectical process: today's truths become errors tomorrow; there is no final… — Yevgeny Zamyatin Copy Share Image
All truths are erroneous. This is the very essence of the dialectical process: today's truths become errors tomorrow; there is no final… — Yevgeny Zamyatin Copy Share Image
We appeal, not to those who reject today in the name of a return to yesterday, not to those who are hopelessly… — Yevgeny Zamyatin Copy Share Image
What we need in literature today are vast philosophic horizons... we need the most ultimate, the most fearsome, the most fearless "Why?"… — Yevgeny Zamyatin Copy Share Image
“Homo sapiens is only man, in the fullest sense of the word, when his grammar contains no question marks, only exclamation marks, commas, and… — Yevgeny Zamyatin Copy Share Image
“Do you know this feeling? When you're in an aero speeding up through a blue spiral, the window open, the wind whistling, and there's no earth, you've forgotten the earth, the earth is just as far from you as Saturn or Jupiter or Venus? That's how I'm living now. The wind is in my face and I've forgotten the earth,… — Yevgeny Zamyatin Copy Share
“Heretics are the only [bitter] remedy against the entropy of human thought. ("Literature, Revolution, and Entropy")” — Yevgeny Zamyatin Copy Share Image
And everyone must lose his mind, everyone must! The sooner the better! It is essential — I know it. — Yevgeny Zamyatin Copy Share Image
“No, I did not understand. But I nodded silently. I was dissolved, I was infinitely small, I was a point... There is, after all, a logic of its own (today's logic) in this condition: a point contains more unknowns than anything else; it need but stir, move, and it may turn into thousands of curves, thousands of bodies. I was… — Yevgeny Zamyatin Copy Share
Revolution is everywhere, in everything. There is no final revolution, no final number. — Yevgeny Zamyatin Copy Share Image
In adopting the form of the adventure novel, Wells deepened it, raised its intellectual value, and brought into it elements of social philosophy and science. In his own field - though, of course, on a proportionately lesser scale - Wells may be likened to Dostoyevsky, who took the form of the cheap detective novel and infused it with brilliant psychological… — Yevgeny Zamyatin Copy Share
“You're in a bad way! Apparently, you have developed a soul." A soul? That strange, ancient, long-forgotten word. We sometimes use the words "soul-stirring,"… — Yevgeny Zamyatin Copy Share Image
“But how was I going to explain my whole being, this whole disease that I've been jotting down in these pages? So I shut up and went along peacefully. A leaf torn off a tree by a sudden gust of wind falls peacefully downward, but on the way it twists, catches at every twig, offshoot, branch that it knows. That… — Yevgeny Zamyatin Copy Share
The lilac branches are bowed under the weight of the flowers: blooming is hard, and the most important thing is - to bloom. (“A… — Yevgeny Zamyatin Copy Share Image
what primitive tastes the ancients must have had if their poets were inspired by those absurd, untidy clumps of mist, idiotically jostling one another… — Yevgeny Zamyatin Copy Share Image