A Dog's Spirit Dies Hard.

I Had The Pleasure Of Meeting That Young Man At The Patriarch's Ponds. He Almost Drove Me Mad Myself, Proving To Me That I Don't Exist. But You Do Believe That It Is Really I?

I Challenge You To A Duel!” Screamed The Cat, Sailing Over Their Heads On The Swinging Chandelier.

For Some Reason, Cats Are Usually Addressed Familiarly, Though No Cat Has Ever Drunk Bruderschaft With Anyone.

Everything Passes Away-suffering,pain, Blood, Hunger,pestilence. The Sword Will Pass Away Too, But The Stars Will Remain When The Shadows Of Our Presence And Our Deeds Have Vanished From The Earth. There Is No Man Who Does Not Know That. Why, Then, Will We Not Turn Our Eyes Toward The Stars? Why?

You're Not Dostoevsky,' Said The Citizeness, Who Was Getting Muddled By Koroviev. Well, Who Knows, Who Knows,' He Replied. 'dostoevsky's Dead,' Said The Citizeness, But Somehow Not Very Confidently. 'i Protest!' Behemoth Exclaimed Hotly. 'dostoevsky Is Immortal!