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Page 62
In that letter he insisted on a writer ' s sacred and only right - the right to be
published and thus to communicate with his people and serve it with all the
powers of his being . He received no answer . Bulgakov was in the depths of
despondency .
In that letter he insisted on a writer ' s sacred and only right - the right to be
published and thus to communicate with his people and serve it with all the
powers of his being . He received no answer . Bulgakov was in the depths of
despondency .
Page 95
Prishvin once told me that everything he had published was absolute trash
compared to his diaries . He kept them all his life , and it was these that he
wanted most of all to leave to future generations . After Prishvin ' s death a part of
the diaries ...
Prishvin once told me that everything he had published was absolute trash
compared to his diaries . He kept them all his life , and it was these that he
wanted most of all to leave to future generations . After Prishvin ' s death a part of
the diaries ...
Page 217
Ilf : pseudonym of Ilya Feinzilberg ( 1897 – 1931 ) : co - author with Petrov of
satirical novels Twelve Chairs ( 1928 ) and The Golden Calf ( 1931 ) : author of
Notebooks published posthumously in 1939 . s . Yury Olesha ( 1899 - 1960 ) :
novelist ...
Ilf : pseudonym of Ilya Feinzilberg ( 1897 – 1931 ) : co - author with Petrov of
satirical novels Twelve Chairs ( 1928 ) and The Golden Calf ( 1931 ) : author of
Notebooks published posthumously in 1939 . s . Yury Olesha ( 1899 - 1960 ) :
novelist ...
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