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399 pages, Unknown Binding
First published January 1, 1932
I’ll get back looking at the unwritten chapters. Such comebacks are pleasant; the years flash by; folks get older, grow up or just stay unnoticed; there is no need for furniture, clothes, and describing physiognomies becomes tough too: you’ll either confuse or obviously lie so even you turn disgusted on reading; of talks only gist remains (in your opinion, of course); of love – the most light and agreeable; of anger – the flight and nullity of your foes!
I’ve outspoken an idea that if the escape into a disease was a peculiarity of the class being destroyed then the escape into cheerfulness and merriment, beyond any doubt, was an accessory of the class on the rise.
“Do you really think that the socialism is being built by some special people? The most ordinary people, possessing the immanent rudiments of evil, are building it, but this evil must be prevented and substituted with the rudiments of good, that they had had right from the start but never needed them, for in capitalism good was the most awkward thing, almost illegal.”