-- Not dialects --...that and person -- creation. Why then?.. Venec creations --, can, I itself about itself person have said though book, on the whole, too not him written... But after all even -- "on image and resemblance"... А on first-night Lenin played the Hominy. And since dug he did not know, nor reek The Landscape generalised to be can not. Who you to pretend on understanding the internal condition epidemic deathes or mountains? Here is you speak: SHishkin. He and there is proof. The Landscape as portrait of the type does not exist. Has Drawn SHishkin portrait tree?.. -- But else for all oppressed in the world stood, about colonial folk worried! free scat No, in the world -- remained! -- Understand, -- has said I, not before the end ponyav. -- Canvas, format, prospect, glance. The Frame of the viewfinder... The Choice of the point... But here is point on canvas... with which you have begun his(its) fill... where she and why? free scat Nikolay Artemievich Hillside looked, покусывая lips, on that riverside, on distant blue heel wood and groves, on horizon, covered by bluish haze. He already nothing else heard and only thought about that that, possible, through three groups of ten of the years his(its) former pupils, and frail, but business, Vadim Butter, and здоровяк Konev, and pensive, naive ZHanna Bocharova, and uzh, certainly, beauty Verochka Tinskaya, -- вое they, can be, will become here is such, as Vinogradova, or as пьянчужка Svechkin, or, at the best as Anna Morschanceva, or such несчастливцами, as he itself. All their перемелет life, need, thinking one, speak another, run-in of the public apartments, chase for piece of bread, unattractive and hopeles быт. As possible save that gilded that was presently in heart and wit this youth? The Hillside painfilly tried to find the answer and could not. But they, fresh, charming youths and girls, sat crestfallen seen and heard, and was in their person, pose something protesting, afraid. For they began the adult life, and nobody could not know, where and who she заведет. When professor Gnedkov got before that, as motor ship deleted from Odessa, person party-hardware type has ed and сладеньким voice has asked: -- Clouds they managed, Field, rather then wood. The Field -- already sea. The Clean sky to him not udavalosi. -- He has repeated my glance in nebo. -- But clouds, glares, reflections... Justified abstrakcionizm. -- He has ed guby. -- Samovyrazhenie... -- Similars, he despised "самовыражение"... -- No, type nobody has not written! That they managed in some degree, there is not type, but condition. And глядя, as wife looks at it, disgusted to wince, Leykin has understood that she firmly dared. А for wall baritone has again delayed: "Kiss me..." Vasya Plotkin immediately caught on to this offer, as hungry crab for тюльку. About, knew I that this not I so saw and understood, as presently write... Gave I twitch! This I now so understand and see. It is Difficult not to mix up past with future up to their sequences in persisting if space itself, appearing us more objective, so their (the timeses) has mixed up... -- Live! -- Patefonchikov... -- сладковато has said Pavel Petrovich. Zaznavatisya no need. To spirit Martyna Zadeki it is necessary to pertain respectfully yours -- he non-party маг and халдей, he will not lead. -- He and ape, and питекантроп, and stone, and bronze, and gold(en), соседствует with the first, but the first with двадцатым, he in tie and набедренной to armband, with sling and automaton, slaveowner, смерд, bourgeois and proletarian, greek, mongol and russian -- all this simultaneously, all this presently, not dialect uzh about that that he and woman and man... We judge on upper floor, which he надстроил already at our time, but we do not know, what from floors real is occupied in our neighbour: can, this mongolian сотник fifteenth age in "ZHigulyah", but can, listener платоновской to academies in jeans... We all from skin halitosis become like to each other, persisting on unessential difference just as on индивидуальности... and nobody we shall not prompt, who we. That you will say about age tree?.. No, no need his(its) saw to consider the кольца! -- has interrupted he menya. -- That for barbarity! Each check tree -- miscellaneous of the age.