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.
MAXIM GORKYAn artist is a man who digests his own subjective impressions and knows how to find a general objective meaning in them, and how to express them in a convincing form.
More Maxim Gorky Quotes
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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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Even a bad man is better than a good book.
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Truth doesn’t always heal a wounded soul.
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Politics is something similar to the lower physiological functions, with the unpleasant difference that political functions are unavoidably carried out in public.
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Happiness always looks small while you hold it in your hands, but let it go, and you learn at once how big and precious it is.
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There is no one on earth more disgusting and repulsive than he who gives alms. Even as there is no one so miserable as he who accepts them.
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An honest man is all right even if he’s an idiot…but a crook must have brains.
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The most beautiful words in the English language are ‘not guilty’.
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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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Processing the human raw material is naturally more complicated than processing lumber.
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Talent I say is what an actor needs. And talent is faith in oneself, one’s own powers.
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To an old man any place that’s warm is homeland.
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Remembrance of the past kills all present energy and deadens all hope for the future.
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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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It is quiet and peaceful here, the air is good, there are numerous gardens, and in them nightingales sing and spies lurk under the bushes.
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