#russ

Nemoj budit odsanjane snove, nek miruje ono čega ne bi. Odveć rano zamoren životom,samo čemer osjećam u sebi. ↗

— Sergei Yesenin

#russian #sadness #sergej-jesenjin #life

It was like a Russian party, Arkady thought. People got drunk, recklessly confessed their love, spilled their festering dislike, had hysterics, marched out, were dragged back in and revived with brandy. It wasn't a French salon. ↗

— Martin Cruz Smith

#brandy #drunkenness #party #russia #love

I didn't have a heart until I meet you. That smile is killin me too. I can't look away. Can I always stay? I can't look away. I need to stay. I didn't have a heart until I meet you. ↗

— Jenni James

#jenni-james #love #lyrics #northanger-alibi #tony-russo

Jo told me once that she was an old woman everywhere but in her studio. “There I’m only myself,” she’d said. Standing in the middle of masterpieces that only Jo had ever seen and touched, I knew what she meant. ↗

— Laura Anderson Kurk

#art-studio #artist #creativity #dating #glass-girl

I love Russia because Russia gave me you. ↗

— John M. Simmons

#love #russia #love

The fact that an opinion has been widely held is no evidence whatever that it is not utterly absurd; indeed in view of the silliness of the majority of mankind, a widely spread belief is more likely to be foolish than sensible. ↗

— Bertrand Russell

#bertrand #evidence #foolish #majority #opinion

Which brings me to you, Prince Boris. And I'm sorry, but here's the thing... I think you're one of the nicest Russian aristocrats I've ever met and not been forced into an arranged marriage with,' [said the Doctor] ↗

— James Goss

#russian-aristocrats #the-doctor #marriage

The street is no longer measured by meters but by corpses ... Stalingrad is no longer a town. By day it is an enormous cloud of burning, blinding smoke; it is a vast furnace lit by the reflection of the flames. And when night arrives, one of those scorching howling bleeding nights, the dogs plunge into the Volga and swim desperately to gain the other bank. The nights of Stalingrad are a terror for them. Animals flee this hell; the hardest stones cannot bear it for long; only men endure. ↗

— Max Hastings

#russia #stalingrad #war #wehrmacht #wwii

The men were smashing windows and aiming their weapons through them. The driver had opened the door and was shouting for the women and children to get out and run and hide. But Ilina realized in some vague way that he never managed to actually say the word "hide." He really said, "Women and children, get out, get out, get out! Run and..." The clerk's wife thought it was odd that he had stopped in the middle of a sentence, and even stranger that she herself knew the word, heard the word "hide" in her head when the driver stopped talking. ↗

— Clark Zlotchew

#cia #dagestan #espionage-thriller #iran #novel

I hope it is not necessary for me to stress the platonic nature of our relationship- not platonic in the purest sense, there was no philosophical discourse, but we certainly didn't fuck, which is usually what people mean by platonic; which I bet would really piss Plato off, that for all his thinking and chatting his name has become an adjective for describing sexless trysts. ↗

— Russell Brand

#plato #platonic #russell-brand #nature