Only in Russia poetry is respected - it gets people killed.

Perhaps my whisper was already born before my lips.

My turn shall also come: I sense the spreading of a wing.

A raznochinets needs no memory—it is enough for him to tell of the books he has read, and his biography is done.

Logic is the kingdom of the unexpected. To think logically means to be continually amazed.

Perhaps the whisper was born before lips, And the leaves in treelessness circled and flew, And those, to whom we impart our experience as bliss, Acquire their forms before we do

I love my poor earth because I have seen no other.