No Documents, No Person.

Just Like A Murderer Jumps Of Nowhere In An Ally, Love Jumped Out In Front Of Us And Struck Us Both At Once

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?

No One's Fate Is Of Any Interest To You Except Your Own.

"we Speak Different Languages, As Usual," Responded Woland, "but This Does Not Change The Things We Speak About. Well?..."

Manuscripts Do Not Burn.