In the maxim of the past you cannot go anywhere.
MAXIM GORKYIt is quiet and peaceful here, the air is good, there are numerous gardens, and in them nightingales sing and spies lurk under the bushes.
More Maxim Gorky Quotes
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In war it is necessary to kill as many people as possible — such is the cynical logic of war. Brutality in a fight is unavoidable; have you seen how cruelly children fight in the streets?
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Keep reading books, but remember that a book’s only a book, and you should learn to think for yourself.
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We ever long for visions of beauty, We ever dream of unknown worlds.
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We kill everybody, my dear. Some with bullets, some with words, and everybody with our deeds. We drive people into their graves, and neither see it nor feel it.
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Processing the human raw material is naturally more complicated than processing lumber.
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Two forces are succesfully influencing the education of a cultivated man: art and science. Both are united in the book.
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What can you do by killing? Nothing. You kill one dog, the master buys another-that’s all there is to it.
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The revolution has overthrown the monarchy, true! But perhaps this means that the revolution simply has driven the skin disease inside the organism.
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All of us are pilgrims on this earth. I’ve even heard people say that the earth itself is a pilgrim in the heavens.
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Every new time will give its law.
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In the carriages of the past, you can’t go anywhere.
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You can’t do without philosophy, since everything has its hidden meaning which we must know.
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When one loves somebody, everything is clear – where to go, what to do – it all takes care of itself and one doesn’t have to ask anybody about anything.
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When a woman gets married it is like jumping into a hole in the ice in the middle of winter: you do it once and you remember it the rest of your days.
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Writers build castles in the air, the reader lives inside, and the publisher inns the rent.
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