In the vodka of irony, we drown our hope along with our despair. — Alexander Blok Alcohol Copy Share Image
“Night, street and streetlight, drugstore, The purposeless, half-dim, drab light. For all the use live on a quarter century – Nothing will… — Alexander Blok Light Copy Share Image
What message, years of conflagration, have you: madness or hope? On thin cheeks strained by war and liberation bloody reflections still remain. — Alexander Blok Bloody Copy Share Image
When rowan leaves are dank and rusting And rowan berries red as blood, When in my palm the hangman's thrusting The final… — Alexander Blok Berries Copy Share Image
“The sinking of the Titanic has made me indescribably happy; there is, after all, an ocean.” — Alexander Blok Happiness Copy Share Image
The bourgeois stands like a question mark, Speechless, like the hungry cur, The ancient world stands there behind him, A mongrel dog,… — Alexander Blok Ancient Copy Share Image
Hell and damnation, life is such fun with a ragged greatcoat and a Jerry gun! — Alexander Blok Damnation Copy Share Image
With your whole body, with your whole heart, with your whole conscience, listen to the Revolution....This is the music everyone who has… — Alexander Blok Body Copy Share Image
“How often we sit weeping — you and I — over the life we lead! My friends, if you only knew the… — Alexander Blok Darkness Copy Share Image
