“You too are an exile, I thought. You morn for the broad open steppes where you have room to spread your icy wings. Here you feel stifled and constricted, like an eagle that cries and beats against the bars of… — Lermontov Copy Share Image
“You too are an exile, I thought. You morn for the broad open steppes where you have room to spread your icy wings. Here… — Lermontov Copy Share Image
“She respects him as a father! And she will cheat on him like a husband!” — lermontov Copy Share Image
“Disenchantment, like any other fashion, having started off among the elite had now been passed down to finish its days among the lower orders.” — Lermontov Copy Share Image
