"Nine-tenths of writers will die off, nobody will remember them, such is their specific (weight)
"Nine-tenths of writers will die off, nobody will remember them, such is their specific (weight). Whereas I shall shine through the ages. You have seen to it that Gorky wants for nothing, and Tolstoy receives 36,000 roubles a month. Why am I not provided for in the same way?"
From an appeal by Marietta Shaginyan to Alexander Shcherbakov, organising secretary of the Union of Writers, in September 1935.
Mine!