Let us not mock God with metaphor, Analogy, sidestepping, transcendence; Making of the event a parable, a sign painted in the Faded credulity of earlier ages: Let us walk through the door.

In all the green world nothing feels as good as a woman's good nature.

Russia is the only country of the world you can be homesick for while you're still in it.

Movies are, like sharp sunlight, merciless; we do not imagine, we view.

We do survive every moment, after all, except the last one.

Natural beauty is essentially temporary and sad, hence the impression of obscene mockery which artificial flowers give us.

Being a divorcee in a small town is a little like playing Monopoly; eventually you land on all the properties.