They had an almost irresistible tendency to degenerate into a kind of lolloping amble.

Nikolai Gogol

Nikolai Gogol

Profession: Novelist
Nationality: Russian

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This gentleman evidently belonged to the category of those people who wish the Government to interfere in everything, even in their daily quarrels with their wives.

And for long years to come I am destined by some strange fate to walk hand in hand with my odd heroes, to gaze at life in its vast movement, to gaze upon it through laughter seen by the world and tears unseen and unknown by it!

There are passions that it is not for man to choose.

Everywhere across whatever sorrows of which our life is woven, some radiant joy will gaily flash past.

The longer and more carefully we look at a funny story, the sadder it becomes.

For a loaf is something baked and a nose is something different.

This world is full of the most outrageous nonsense. Sometimes things happen which you would hardly think possible.

It is dull in this world, gentlemen!

Business was successfully concluded. But—strange is man: he was deeply mortified at being in disfavour with the very people whom he did not respect, and whose vanity and love of dress he derided.

So he had been sleeping! God, what a dream! And why wake up? why not wait one more moment: she surely would have appeared again! The unpleasant and wan light of vexatious day showed in his windows. Such gray, such dingy disorder in his room … Oh, how repulsive reality is! What is it compared with dreams?

I've long suspected dogs of being much smarter than people; I was even certain they could speak, but there was only some kind of stubbornness in them. They're extraordinary politicians: they notice every human step.

And at last he began prancing up and down and rubbing his hands, and humming and murmuring, and putting his fist to his mouth blew a march on it as on a trumpet, and even uttered aloud a few encouraging words and nicknames addressed to himself, such as bulldog and little cockerel.

What are you laughing at? You are laughing at yourself.

Moreover, he had a peculiar knack, as he walked along the street, of arriving beneath a window just as all sorts of rubbish were being flung out of it: hence he always bore about on his hat scraps of melon rinds and other such articles.