It is difficult today to meet a person who has not read A. Green’s book “Scarlet Sails”. Many girls memorize quotes from this work. But what’s interesting is that often, when reading a book, we write out phrases we like from it in order to show off our knowledge in the future. But rarely does anyone manage to implement this plan. At the right time and in the right place, phrases always fly out of your head. Today we will refresh your memory and partially quote “Scarlet Sails”.

“Now children do not play, but study. They study and study and will never begin to live.”

This phrase is very relevant today. Today, children study too much, and as we understand, this trend dates back to the last century, when the book “Scarlet Sails” was written. The quote tells us that due to eternal busyness, a child first loses his childhood, and then may lose his life. Not in the literal sense, of course. It’s just that if the eternal race for knowledge becomes a habit from childhood, over time it develops into the pursuit of money. And in this eternal rush, few can stop to see how beautiful our life is. The main character of the work “Scarlet Sails” Assol quotes the words of the elder and sincerely believes that the prince will come for her.

She doesn’t care about the opinions of her neighbors; the girl knows how to truly live. And at the end of the book her hopes are justified. All people need to remember this instructive story and at least sometimes take a break from study and work and start living for real.

"Miracles are made with your own hands"

If you think about the meaning of the phrase, it becomes clear that you should not put off your life until tomorrow. A. Green wanted to say that a person creates fate not only with his thoughts, but also with his own hands, this idea can be clearly seen throughout the entire story “Scarlet Sails”. The quote may seem strange to some. After all, the main character of the book, in fact, does nothing, she sits and waits, and even dreams. But in fact, there is a deeper meaning in the quote. The author meant that we should look for happiness in life first of all in ourselves. And it is when we learn to be satisfied with ourselves that we will help others. And it is at this moment that it will become clear that working miracles can sometimes be very simple.

“Silence, only silence and solitude—that’s what he needed in order for all the weakest and most confused voices of his inner world to sound clear.”

Considering this quote from the book, it becomes clear that for 100 years people have not known the best way to solve their problems, how to be alone with themselves. After all, it is peace that gives that incredible feeling when thoughts become clearer. This is exactly what the author of the book “Scarlet Sails” thinks. The quote is more relevant today than ever. After all, people used to feel lonely when they were among people. And today a person, even when alone with himself, feels the need to go on social networks. Therefore, many find it easier to ask friends for advice than to sit alone and make a decision on their own.

"We love fairy tales, but we don't believe in them"

Sometimes it seems that the author of the book “Scarlet Sails” A. Green, whose quotes we are analyzing today, was an incredibly insightful person. Otherwise, it is difficult to explain why many of the writer’s thoughts not only have not lost relevance, but are becoming more and more popular every year. Reading the quote above, it seems that everyone has become a realist. But this is very bad. Only a person who knows how to fantasize can reach heights in this life. But many cannot believe in fairy tales and believe that their life will never be bright and colorful. Now let’s imagine for a moment that the main character of the work “Scarlet Sails” Assol, whose quote we quote here, would not believe the old man and would not wait for Scarlet Sails. Then you and I wouldn’t be reading this sweet story. That is why it is sometimes worth believing in a fairy tale and letting it into your life.

"The sea and love do not like pedants"

And finally, let’s look at one more quote from the book “Scarlet Sails”. To understand the meaning of this statement, you need to know what a pedant is. Referring to the dictionary, you can find out that this is a person who is obsessed with little things. He wants everything to go exactly according to plan and be completed on time. But, as A. Green correctly put it, a pedant has nothing to do at sea. This element is too capricious, and it is simply impossible to plan a sea voyage from start to finish. To go to sea, you need to be able to quickly change plans and adapt to the elements.

It's the same in love. You can't plan anything in advance. Love is too unpredictable. You need to appreciate every moment, because tomorrow is a new day, and you don’t know what it will bring.

- Tom, how did you get married?
“I caught her by the skirt when she wanted to jump out of the window from me.”

So, by chance, as people who can read and write say, Gray and Assol found each other on the morning of a summer day full of inevitability.

I come to the one who is waiting and can only wait for me, but I don’t want anyone else but her, maybe precisely because thanks to her I understood one simple truth. It is about doing so-called miracles with your own hands.

There are many words in the world in different languages ​​and different dialects, but with all of them, even remotely, you cannot convey what they said to each other that day.

This did not happen often, although Liss lay only four miles from Kaperna, but the road to it went through the forest, and in the forest there is a lot that can frighten children, in addition to physical danger, which, it is true, is difficult to encounter at such a close distance from the city, but still... it doesn't hurt to keep this in mind.

She, muttering something to herself, smoothed out his tangled gray hair, kissed his mustache and, plugging his father’s furry ears with her small thin fingers, said: “Well, now you don’t hear that I love you.”

Partially reassured by the fact that the toy was intact, Assol slid down the cliff and, coming close to the stranger, looked at him with a searching gaze, waiting for him to raise his head.

Mysterious shades of light create dazzling harmony among the squalor.

Happiness sat inside her like a fluffy kitten.

Any happiness will lose half of its shiny feathers when the lucky one sincerely asks himself: is it heaven?

But there are no less miracles: a smile, fun, forgiveness, and the right word spoken at the right time. To own this is to own everything.

The mood was unofficial, downcast - under the sign of love.

After all, you will have to see a lot in the future not of scarlet, but of dirty and predatory sails; from afar - elegant and white, close - torn and arrogant.

The face of the day takes on a certain expression, but Gray peered into this face in vain today. In his vague features shone one of those feelings, of which there are many, but to which no name is given. Whatever you call them, they will remain forever beyond words and even concepts, similar to the suggestion of aroma.

“Boats,” said Assol, shaking her basket, “then a steamer and three more of these houses with flags.” Soldiers live there.

During the day, a person listens to so many thoughts, impressions, speeches and words that it would all fill more than one thick book.

A huge sea gradually settled inside the little boy.

The sea and love do not tolerate pedants.

She, muttering something to herself, smoothed out his tangled gray hair, kissed his mustache and, plugging his father’s furry ears with her small thin fingers, said: Well, now you don’t hear that I love you.

Far, far from here, I saw you in a dream and came to take you to my kingdom forever. You will live there with me in the deep pink valley. You will have everything you want; We will live with you so friendly and cheerfully that your soul will never know tears and sadness.

Tobacco is terribly powerful; just as oil poured into the galloping burst of waves pacifies their frenzy, so does tobacco: softening the irritation of the feelings, it brings them down a few tones; they sound smoother and more musical.

She became for him that necessary word in the conversation between the soul and life, without which it is difficult to understand oneself.

Happiness sat inside her like a fluffy kitten.

I was in the same country. Love reigns there. At least they don’t build temples for her. Children are not forced to sing praises. They just love it there. Slowly and modestly. Naive and a little funny. It’s ordinary - after all, they don’t imagine how you can live without knowing love...

Tell me why they don't like us?
- Eh, Assol, do they really know how to love? You have to be able to love, but they can’t do that.
- How does it mean to be able to?

No profession other than this could so successfully fuse into one whole all the treasures of life, preserving intact the subtlest pattern of each individual happiness.

Now children do not play, but study. They study and study and never begin to live. All this is so, but it’s a pity, really, a pity.

When the main thing for a person is to receive the dearest nickel, it is easy to give this nickel, but when the soul conceals the seed of a fiery plant - a miracle, give him this miracle if you are able. He will have a new soul and you will have a new one.

I don’t know how many years will pass, but in Kaperna one fairy tale will bloom, memorable for a long time.

What are you doing?
- I made a black toy, Assol, sleep!

Any happiness will lose half of its shiny feathers when the lucky one sincerely asks himself: is it heaven?

And about the scarlet sails, think like me: you will have scarlet sails.

She, muttering something to herself, smoothed out his tangled gray hair, kissed his mustache and, plugging his father’s furry ears with her small thin fingers, said: Well, now you don’t hear that I love you.

You have to be able to love, but they can’t do that.

During the day, a person listens to so many thoughts, impressions, speeches and words that all this would fill more than one thick book.

But there are no less miracles: a smile, fun, forgiveness, and the right word spoken at the right time. To own this is to own everything.

We love fairy tales, but we don't believe in them.

Never before had a large ship approached this shore; the ship had those same sails whose name sounded like a mockery; now they glowed clearly and irrefutably with the innocence of a fact that refutes all the laws of existence and common sense.

Come on, Assol, listen to me carefully. I was in that village - where you must be coming from, in a word, in Kaperna. I love fairy tales and songs, and I sat in that village all day, trying to hear something no one had heard. But you don't tell fairy tales. You don't sing songs. And if they tell and sing, then, you know, these stories about cunning men and soldiers, with the eternal praise of cheating, these dirty, like unwashed feet, rough, like a rumbling stomach, short quatrains with a terrible tune...

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“Never be afraid to make mistakes - you don’t have to be afraid of passions or disappointments. Disappointment is a payment for something previously received, sometimes it may be disproportionate, but be generous. Just be careful not to generalize your disappointment and don’t color everything else with it. Then you will gain the strength to resist the evils of life and correctly appreciate its good sides.”

“Man has power over the past, present and future.”

“I always want to be just myself. What could be more modest?

“The human heart is defenseless. But when protected, it is devoid of light, and there are few hot coals in it, not even enough to warm your hands.”

“The thought flies, but the words come at a pace. This is the whole drama of the writer.”

“Anything that unexpectedly changes our lives is not an accident. It is within us and awaits only an external reason for expression through action.”

“To achieve a goal and give up on it - not every woman could do that.”

“I never wanted to know the names of flowers that struck me with their charm and originality. Subsequently I recognized these names. But did they add colors and petals?”

“Every person - not often, not artificially, but naturally, and only on a very good day, among other, just good days, comes the need to look back, even to be the person you once were. It's akin to going through old letters. »

“I don’t know of anything uglier than being judged by visibility.” Among the main imperfections of our thinking apparatus is the powerlessness to overcome the limits of appearance.”

“Sooner or later, in old age or in the prime of life, the Unfulfilled calls us, and we look around, trying to understand where the call came from. Then, waking up in the midst of our world, painfully coming to our senses and cherishing every day, we peer into life, trying with all our being to discern whether the Unfulfilled is beginning to come true? »

“Oblivion is a sad, deceptive sound,
Understandable only in the grave;
No past joy, no happiness, no torment
We are not able to consign to oblivion,
What has sunk into the soul will remain in it:
There is no deeper sea, no darker abyss.”

“When the main thing for a person is to receive the dearest nickel, it is easy to give this nickel, but when the soul conceals the seed of a fiery plant - a miracle, give him this miracle, if you are able. He will have a new soul and you will have a new one.”

“One morning, in the distance of the sea, a scarlet sail will sparkle under the sun. The shining bulk of the scarlet sails of the white ship will move, cutting through the waves, straight towards you. This wonderful ship will sail quietly, without shouts or shots; a lot of people will gather on the shore, wondering and gasping: and you will stand there. The ship will approach majestically to the very shore to the sounds of beautiful music; elegant, in carpets, in gold and flowers, a fast boat will sail from him.”

“But there are no less miracles: a smile, fun, forgiveness, and the right word spoken at the right time. To own this is to own everything.”

“May peace be with your furry head!”

“Happiness sat in her like a fluffy kitten.”

“She became for him that necessary word in the conversation of the soul with life, without which it is difficult to understand oneself.”

“His concepts of life have undergone that last attack of the chisel, after which the marble is calm in its beautiful radiance.”

“And the consciousness often smiles, seeing, for example, how, when thinking about fate, an image often suddenly appears: completely inappropriate: some twig that was broken two years ago.”

“She knew life within the limits set by her experience, but beyond the general phenomena she saw a reflected meaning of a different order.”

“In the difficult hours of his life, nothing restored the strength of his soul more than these lonely wanderings. Silence, only silence and solitude - that’s what he needed in order for all the weakest and most confused voices of the inner world to sound clearly.”

“You need to be able to close a boring book, leave a bad movie and part with people who don’t value you.”

“We love fairy tales, but we don’t believe in them”

"Miracles are made with your own hands"

“All people dream because they are people...”

“You see, I’m in a special mood today - I want to cry and laugh at the same time. I want to run to people and tell them how much I still love them. And then you want to bury yourself in the pillow so as not to see or hear anyone... (Assol)"

“You have to be able to close a boring book, leave a bad movie and part with people who don’t value you.”

“Tell me why they don’t like us?
- Eh, Assol, do they really know how to love? You have to be able to love, but they can’t do that.
“What is it like to be able to?”

“Who are we not to forgive each other’s offenses, even if God forgives us our sins...”

“I understood one simple truth. It is about doing so-called miracles with your own hands. When the main thing for a person is to receive the dearest nickel, it is easy to give him this nickel. But when the soul expects a miracle, do this miracle if you are able. When the head of the prison himself releases the prisoner, when the billionaire gives the scribe a villa, an operetta singer and a safe, and the jockey at least once holds his horse for another horse who is unlucky, then everyone will understand how pleasant it is, how inexpressibly wonderful...”

“I come to the one who is waiting and can only wait for me, but I don’t want anyone else but her.”

“The ship had those same sails whose name sounded like a mockery”

“... it’s difficult for us to escape into a fairy tale like that; it would be no less difficult for her to get out of her power and charm.”

“I saw you in a dream and came to take you to my kingdom forever. You will live there with me in the Rose Deep Valley."

“...all happiness will lose half of its shiny feathers when the lucky one sincerely asks himself: is it heaven?”

“The sea and love do not tolerate pedants.”

“During the day, a person listens to so many thoughts, impressions, speeches and words that all this would fill more than one thick book.”

“What, honey? - he said. - Is the human heart defenseless?! But when protected, it is devoid of light, and there are few hot coals in it...”

“On this night, all the best of human hearts was revealed to him and the impossible seemed simple.”

“There is a kind of lovers of picturesque action, intrigue and exciting secrets. Exactly such a person was Stomador, whose unexpected gift to Davenant - in the form of "Land and Sea" - stemmed only from the fact that the innkeeper was tired of waiting in a little-frequented area for a carriage with the characters of the fifth act of the drama... he was sad about the impossibility of fighting together with the besieged guest against swords and revolvers, smashing the door, littered with furniture from the inside.”

“... girls from whom he had a strange impression - tenderness and love for life...”

“...red umbrellas of girls laughing so hard that everyone around them laughed.”

“... a boy who left on foot from the uncleanness that so unexpectedly stained the bright door that had already opened slightly to his greedy soul.”

“He did not like pushes of feelings, ... meanwhile Gravelot, Consuelo and Snogden pushed him with good feelings, each in his own way.”

“... and along the road of rays and flowers I went home.”

“Another night passed, and the day dawned, saying with a ray in the eyes: “Today, today - here we go!”

“If you show a beautiful thing to people who do not understand beauty, it will certainly be haunted by flies of thoughts and crows of schadenfreude.”

“Indeed: a strange cafe, strange visitors - strangeness upon strangeness sometimes gives something natural. And what could be more natural than chance? ... It's always nice to do something good, isn't it? That's all. Take the role of chance. Really, that’s not bad...”

“We swear by your gallery: in winter summer and autumn spring...”

“I seem to be among many invisible presences. But it’s as if I’m blindfolded, and I’m shaking, constantly shaking many hands, shaking until I’m tired, having already stopped distinguishing whether the hand I’m touching is hard or soft, hot or cold; Meanwhile, I have to stop at one and I’m afraid that I won’t guess it right.”

“And this will not pass on to anyone: it is only in you!”

“The memory of her caused anxiety; if the fleeting impression of her personality was so intense, then direct acquaintance could cause a feeling even stronger and, probably, severe, like an illness.”

"The wave is endless,
She goes around the whole earth,
Without knowing carelessly
Neither sky nor bottom!

"Good evening friends! Are you bored on a dark road? I'm in a hurry, I'm running..."

“Having entered the port, it seems to me that I can discern on the horizon, beyond the cape, the shores of countries where the bowsprits of ships are directed, waiting in the wings; the hum, the screams, the song, the demonic wail of the siren - all full of passion and promise. And above the harbor - in the land of countries, in the deserts and forests of the heart, in the skies of thoughts - the Unfulfilled sparkles - the mysterious and wonderful deer of the eternal hunt."

“Among the ugly reflections of the law of life and its litigation with my spirit, I was looking, without suspecting it for a long time, for a sudden, distinct creation: a drawing or a wreath of events, naturally twisted and as invulnerable to the suspicious gaze of spiritual jealousy, as the four lines of our beloved that most deeply struck us poems. There are always only four such lines.”

“I remember the sunset waving a red handkerchief out the window as it rushed across the sandy steppes.”

“Drowsiness forged a twilight pattern.”

“A light night wind, dubiously moderating the stuffiness, swirled white poplar fluff among the white light of electric lanterns. In the harbor there was so much coal dust against the stone walls that it seemed as if the north had mixed with the south in a fantastic and sultry winter.”

“I shuddered,” the blood pounded into my temples. A sigh - not just of amazement, but of a more complex feeling - delayed in me the beating of my loudly then speaking heart.”

“The night was bad. I saw dreams, many heavy and intricate dreams. I was thirsty. I would wake up, drink water, and go back to sleep, haunted by an onslaught of thoughts, as tedious as a wrong task with an escaping mistake. These were calculations of feelings among themselves after an event that upset their natural course.”

“But on this road I will not get anything, because my desire cannot be fulfilled by anyone. It is simple and accurate, but it will never come true.”

“Be kind to each other. From evil comes evil."

“It was the expressive gaze of a lover at the deity.”

“I felt her personality so vividly that I could talk to her when I was alone, without a feeling of strangeness or absurdity...”

“Don’t you think that everything might suddenly disappear?
- Never!
- Well, I have a pitiful character; As soon as something is very good, I immediately begin to fear that it will be taken away from me, ruined, that I will no longer feel good...”

“A story, one half of which lay in the shadow of the day, and the other in the light of the night...”

“I liked her like a warm wind in my face.”

“I love books, I love holding them in my hands, skimming through titles that sound like a voice behind a mysterious entrance or naively reveal the content of the text.”

“I turned away with an unpleasant feeling of dependence, which everyone experiences when the owners become unceremonious.”

“I read two books - one was in my soul, the other in my hands.”

“Having answered as necessary, that is, meaningless in essence and decently reasonable in form...”

“There are things whose strength lies in their content. A whisper in the ear can sometimes shock you like thunder, and thunder can cause an outburst of laughter.”

“Every person - not often, not artificially, but naturally, and only on a very good day among other just good days - has a need to look back, even to be the person he once was.”

“Sooner or later, in old age or in the prime of life, the Unfulfilled calls us, and we look around, trying to understand where the call came from. Then, waking up in the midst of our world, painfully coming to our senses and cherishing every day, we peer into life, trying with all our being to discern whether the Unfulfilled is beginning to come true?”

“Nothing can bring us so suddenly closer to someone else’s life than a telephone - leaving us invisible, and immediately, at our request, removing us, as if we were not speaking at all.”

“Whoever said “A” will say “B” if you don’t torture him.”

“Among the carriages, relatives, porters, blacks, Chinese, passengers, commission agents and beggars, the mountains of luggage and the crackling of wheels, I saw an act of the greatest leisurelyness, loyalty to oneself to the last detail, a calmness - taking into account the circumstances - almost depraved, so inimitable, impeccable and There was a picturesque descent down the stairs of an unknown young girl, apparently not rich, but seemingly gifted with talents to subjugate a place, people and things.”

“Repeatedly repeated deception took the form of a gesture, a word, a face, a landscape, and, like a law, left behind decay.”

“They don’t understand people. You have to understand it in order to see how much is invisible.”

"Sea! When you say this word, it seems that you are going out for a walk, looking at the horizon. Sea.."

“When conveying a face, authors, as a rule, are absorbed in the front, but no one wants to recognize the significance of the profile. More than once the profile pointed me to the second person in one. I only don’t remember it if the profile and front are equalized by spiritual balance. But this is so rare that it is an exception.”

“More than once have I observed this complete absorption of one being by another. I have never been able to establish where the true beginning of this commitment is, so strong that there is not even a desire for possession - a meeting, a look, a hand, a voice, a laugh, a joke - are already a relief, so powerful among the life-stopping obsession with a single being that joy is equal salvation."

“Such is the nervousness of an idealist, whom despair often forces to sink lower than he stood, solely out of passion for emotion.”

“...I was heartily glad to transfer part of the acuity of my state to guessing the opponent’s cards.”

“So, we carried out the usual bargaining: I - slowly and carelessly, Steers - briefly and dryly, but with the solemnity of two blind men leading each other to the pit, each trying to deceive the victim. Dahlia came in and began to watch as Steers and I, looking at each other's foreheads, tried to increase - winning or losing? - no one knew what. I felt Steers had a strong card - from the subtle features of his demeanor; but is it stronger than mine? Maybe he was just scaring me? He probably thought the same thing about me. I upped the ante. Steers was silent, wondering whether to agree to it or throw more. “I accept,” Steers finally answered. - What do you have? He invited us to open our cards. Simultaneously with the sound of his words, my consciousness, suddenly leaving the circle of the game, was filled with commanding silence, and I heard a special female voice that said with emphasis: “... Running on the waves.”

“No, life,” answered the young woman, looking at Kavaz with trust and a smile. - In those days, life put me in front of a locked door, to which I did not have a key, so that with its help I could make sure that it was not an imitation door. I don't knock on a tightly closed door. The impossibility of maintaining a relationship was immediately revealed. I don’t understand - that means it doesn’t exist!”

“Sooner or later, in old age or in the prime of life, the Unfulfilled calls us, and we look around, trying to understand where the call came from. Then, waking up in the midst of our world, painfully coming to our senses and cherishing every day, we peer into life, trying with all our being to discern whether the Unfulfilled is beginning to come true? Is his image not clear? Isn’t it now only necessary to reach out your hand to grab and hold his faintly flickering features? Meanwhile, time passes, and we sail past the high, foggy shores of the Unfulfilled, talking about the affairs of the day.”

“I have always been a poor connoisseur of sailing technology, both in terms of running and standing rigging, but the sight of unfurled sails over the face thrown up, if you look up, is such that seeing them, moving with them, is one of the most disinterested pleasures, not requiring special knowledge."

“Estamp jumped up, sat down next to me and grabbed my hand, but at that moment the deck gave way up, and he sprawled on the floor. I helped him get up, internally triumphant, but he pulled his hand out of mine and quickly jumped up, blushing deeply, which made me realize that he was proud, like a cat.”

“Don’t tease the boy, Estamp,” replied Duroc. New humiliation! - from a man whom I have already made my idol.”

“I began to like this nervous young man even less when he called me, perhaps absent-mindedly, “Tommy,” and I corrected him in a deep voice, saying: “Sandi, Sandi is my name, I swear by Lucretia!” I read, I don’t remember where, this word, infallibly believing that it meant an unknown island. Laughing, Estamp grabbed me by the ear and cried out: “What! Her name is Lucretia, you red tape! Duroc, do you hear? - he shouted out the window. “Sandy’s friend’s name is Lucretia!” Only later did I learn how brave and kind this mocking, superficial man was - but at that moment I hated his insolent mustache.”

“There were no cowards in my family,” I said with modest pride. In fact, I didn't have any family. – The sea and the wind – that’s what I love! My answer seemed to surprise him; he looked at me sympathetically, as if I had found and brought back something he had lost. “You, Sandy, are either a big rogue or a strange character,” he said, handing me a cigarette, “do you know that I also love the sea and the wind?” “You must love,” I answered.”

“I must say that in general I considered conspiracies to be the most normal phenomenon and would be very unpleasantly offended by their absence in such a place where one has to guess about everything; I felt great pleasure, more, deep intimate pleasure, but thanks to the extremely tense combination of circumstances that pulled me here, it made itself felt, in addition to the rapid rotation of thoughts, also by the trembling of my hands and knees; even when I opened and then closed my mouth, my teeth clanged like copper money.”

“However, a lively and cheerful girl with an irregular, but sweet and gentle face, with a radiant and warm look, like a quiet bell, the expression of which is constantly varied; a girl who is constantly weaving around herself an invisible trace of light and carefree movements; thin, but well-built, with an open and clear voice, with a smile that flickers like the trembling of summer leaves - she can, without harming herself in any way, get dirty and dusty as much as her heart desires; her caringly smiling charm will overcome the black burden of soot because she has more means for this than a motionless statue, or a living, but with a slow pace of radiated impressions of the goddess. Can the latter jump around laughing and slapping her sides? No. But this could be just any pretty girl who cares little about what such an experiment looks like.”

“Try to carry out an experiment with a statue, staining its beautiful, but devoid of any expression other than the expression of conventional perfection, features with something dark, even with the same soot, the charm will instantly disappear. A spot or stripe will give the tranquility of the perfect forms of marble a disastrous feature, just as inexorably striking completeness as a blot on a white sheet of paper suddenly makes the entire sheet untidy. In the same way, a beauty from head to toe, a woman of impeccable and strict beauty, loses everything if her nose becomes dusty or her cheek is stained with an ink stain; This is the nature of all perfection, powerful, but also defenseless, if it has sharply yielded to something.”

“Probably the astute reader noticed that, emphasizing our words - the young woman was good as is,” - that is, good, despite her face stained with dust and soot, we do not mean the classical harmony of outlines, which precisely cannot be touched by soot, since soot the stain will instantly disfigure it.”

On August 23, 1880, the famous Russian writer Alexander Stepanovich Green was born. Many of us are familiar with him from such works as “Scarlet Sails”, “Running on the Waves”, “The Green Lamp” and many, many others. Today marks the 134th anniversary of his birth.

Soviet writer Vera Ketlinskaya said about Alexander Green that he is “a sunny writer and, despite a difficult fate, happy, because through all his works a deep and bright faith in man, in the good principles of the human soul, faith in love, friendship, fidelity and the feasibility of dreams." I can't help but agree with her words.

In this post I have collected the best quotes from his works:

"Scarlet Sails"

1. All people dream because they are people...

2. You must be able to close a boring book, leave a bad movie and part with people who do not value you.

3. Who are we not to forgive each other’s offenses, even if God forgives us our sins...

4. Now children do not play, but study. They study and study and will never begin to live.

5. The sea and love do not tolerate pedants.

6. But there are no less miracles: a smile, fun, forgiveness, and the right word spoken at the right time. To own this is to own everything.

"Running on the waves"

1. Be kind to each other. From evil comes evil.

2. There are things whose strength lies in their content. A whisper in the ear can sometimes shock you like thunder, and thunder can cause an outburst of laughter.

3. I love books, I love holding them in my hands, skimming through titles that sound like a voice behind a mysterious entrance or naively reveal the content of the text.

4. I always want to be just myself. What could be more modest?

"The Road to Nowhere"

1. The more you do for a person, the closer he becomes to you.

2. An insult to love is an insult to me.

3. Anything that unexpectedly changes our lives is not an accident. It is within us and awaits only an external reason for expression of action.

4. Never be afraid to make mistakes - you don’t have to be afraid of hobbies or disappointments. Disappointment is a payment for something previously received, sometimes it may be disproportionate, but be generous. Just be careful not to generalize your disappointment and don’t color everything else with it. Then you will gain the strength to resist the evils of life and correctly appreciate its good sides.

5. If you show a beautiful thing to people who do not understand beauty, it will certainly be haunted by flies of thoughts and crows of schadenfreude.

"Gold chain"

1. A person often does not notice how by his actions he makes an unfavorable impression for himself, while at the same time not wanting to do anything bad.

2. If love is great, everything must be silent, all other considerations. Let others judge our actions as they wish, if there is this eternal justification. Neither the difference in position nor the condition should stand in the way and interfere. You have to believe the one you love - there is no higher proof of love.

"Shining World"

1. Where the weak hate, the strong destroy.

"Green Lamp"

1. If the desire is strong, the fulfillment will not slow down.

"Jesse and Morgiana"

1. Hatred is the highest degree of inhumanity, transformed into passion.