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Sixty years before the famous meme appeared
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"Two oxen, yoked to a cart, were climbing a steep road. Several Georgians accompanied the cart. "Where are you from?" I asked them. "From Tehran." "What are you carrying?" "Griboyedov." It was the body of the murdered Griboyedov, which was being
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You do not yet know these people: you will see that it will come to knives. Alexander Sergeyevich Griboyedov to Alexander Sergeyevich Pushkin, on the Persians, on the eve of his last journey to Tehran
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"A stout Mordvin woman in a chemise mottled at the shoulders, sleeves and hem with red wool, as though it had been inscribed in blood; her bosom weighed down with silver coins of various sizes in several rows; in her ears a ball of swan's down apiece,
NB! · Archive · London · Monarchies
NB! · Archive · London · Monarchies
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Napoleon Sent Two Letters to Saint Petersburg and Received No Reply. Worse than importunate people are only importunate emperors
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Why is it coldest at dawn and before morning, of all the hours of the day? So an unknown inquirer asks Paul Taverner, Rector of the University of Lyon, in 1597. But we already know that the darkest hour is just before the dawn. Thanks be to Benjamin Disraeli or
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Which years are best for a man to wish for? A thinker of the 1600s speaks to the point: The manly, or stalwart years: from the age of 35 manhood begins and lasts until 48. In them lies all the perfection of human life
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"There is no power on earth more absolute than that of the sovereigns of Russia: throughout their empire their will is the only law; obedience the only morality. Yet we shall see their pitiable condition, and how their power, having overstepped every limit prescribed to men, has destroyed itself
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General Kostenetsky dined at Count Osterman-Tolstoy's for twenty years. It was so organic a part of their routine that every day, an hour and a half before dinner, the Count sent his carriage to fetch the General