I was in a state of witless shock, as though flames had suddenly enwrapped and paralyzed me so that for a moment I had no mind, no memory.

Proverbs about truth are well-loved in Russian. They give steady and sometimes striking expression to the not inconsiderable harsh national experience: ONE WOR…

I can say without affectation that I belong to the Russian convict world no less : than I do to Russian literature. I got my education there, and it will last …

Writers and artists can achieve more: they can CONQUER FALSEHOOD! In the struggle with falsehood art always did win and it always does win! Openly, irrefutably…

The sense of not having the whole story that comes from living close up to traumatic events.

His face was blue, on his fingers Flecks of green. 'This is my father', I thought.

I have been afraid of putting air in a tire ever since I saw a tractor tire blow up and throw Newt Hardbine's father over the top of the Standard Oil sign. I'm…