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“As long as there are slaughterhouses there will always be battlefields.” 
                                                                     

                                                  ― Leo Tolstoy

Kings are the slaves of history.
                                                                                   ― Leo Tolstoy

        If ever my life can be of any use to you, come and claim it. 
                                                                                                                                                           — Anton Chekhov

For the spell is older than experience. For the tale is older than the record.
                                                                                                                      ― Marina Tsvetaeva

Perhaps the feelings that we experience when we are in love represent a normal state. Being in love shows a person who he should be.
                                                                                                                                                                                   — Anton Chekhov

Who sleeps at night? No one is sleeping.
In the cradle a child is screaming.
An old man sits over his death, and anyone
young enough talks to his love, breathes
into her lips, looks into her eyes. 
                                                                                                                   ― Marina Tsvetaeva

Boredom: the desire for desires.
                                                                                                         ― Leo Tolstoy

I look up to heaven only when I want to sneeze. 
                                                                                                                                         ― Ivan Turgenev

Tonight—I am alone in the night,
a homeless and sleepless nun!
Tonight I hold all the keys to this
the only capital city

and lack of sleep guides me on my path.
You are so lovely, my dusky Kremlin!
Tonight I put my lips to the breast
of the whole round and warring earth.

 

                      — Marina Tsvetaeva

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