Isaac Babel

A well-thought-out story doesn__ need to resemble real life. Life itself tries with all its might to resemble a well-crafted story.

No iron can pierce the human heart as chillingly as a full stop placed at the right time.

Even at the time__wenty years old__ said to myself: better to go hungry, to go to prison, to be a tramp, than to sit at an office desk ten hours a day. There is no particular daring in this vow, but I have not broken it and shall not do so. The wisdom of my grandfathers sat in my head: we are born for the pleasure of work, fighting, love, we are born for that and nothing else. (Guy de Maupassant)

No iron can stab the heart with such force as a period put just at the right place.

Just forget for a minute that you have spectacles on your nose and autumn in your heart. Stop being tough at your desk and stammering with timidity in the presence of people. Imagine for one second that you raise hell in public and stammer on paper. You__e a tiger, a lion, a cat. You spend a night with a Russian woman and leave her satisfied. You__e twenty five. If rings had been fastened to the earth and sky, you__ have seized them and pulled the sky down to earth