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“A wave of grief surged up at the terrible news about Mikhail Alexandrovich. Someone fussed around shouting that they must all immediately, here and now, without delay compose a collective telegram and send it off.
But what telegram, you may ask? And why send it?
Send it where? And what use is a telegram to the man whose battered skull is being mauled by the rubber hands of a dissector, whose neck is being pierced by the professor's crooked needles? He's dead, he doesn't want a telegram. It's all over, let's not overload the post office.
Yes, he's dead ... but we are still alive!
The wave of grief rose, lasted for a while and then began to recede.”
― The Master and Margarita
But what telegram, you may ask? And why send it?
Send it where? And what use is a telegram to the man whose battered skull is being mauled by the rubber hands of a dissector, whose neck is being pierced by the professor's crooked needles? He's dead, he doesn't want a telegram. It's all over, let's not overload the post office.
Yes, he's dead ... but we are still alive!
The wave of grief rose, lasted for a while and then began to recede.”
― The Master and Margarita
“The poet had wasted his night while others had spent it enjoying themselves and now he realized that it was lost forever.”
― The Master and Margarita
― The Master and Margarita
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