If it is true that cowardice is the most grave vice, then the dog, at least, is not guilty of it.

He who never hurries is always on time.

Everything will turn out right, the world is built on that.

Azazello begged her not to worry, assuring her that he had seen not only naked women but also women with their skin flayed clean off

just like a murderer jumps of nowhere in an ally, love jumped out in front of us and struck us both at once

Allow me to inquire how man can control his own affairs when he is not only incapable of compiling a plan for some laughably short term such as, say, a thousand years, but cannot even predict what will happen to him tomorrow?

My writing is progressing slowly, but at least it's moving forward. I'm sure that's the case. The only problem is that I'm never absolutely certain that what I've written is any good.