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Konstantin Georgievich Paustovsky(May 31, 1892 - July 14, 1968) lived a hard but honest life. He was born on the same day as another Soviet classic - Leonid Leonov. Both of them were nominated for the Nobel Prize in Literature at different times. But the author of “Golden Rose” still had a greater chance of getting it...

“Surprisingly, Paustovsky managed to live through the time of insane praise of Stalin and not write a word about the leader of all times and peoples. He managed not to join the party, not to sign a single letter or appeal stigmatizing anyone. He tried his best to stay and therefore remained himself,” his literary secretary Valery Druzhbinsky wrote about Konstantin Georgievich.

We have selected 10 quotes from the writer’s works:

• Good taste is, first of all, a sense of proportion. "Golden Rose"
• He is not a writer who has not added at least a little vigilance to a person’s vision. "Golden Rose"
• It’s better to love from afar, but it’s necessary to love, otherwise it’s over. This is how you wander everywhere - on trains, on ships, in the streets, at noon and at dawn - thinking about beautiful things, unwritten books, fighting, dying, wasting yourself. "Romantics"
• The ability to feel sadness is one of the properties of a real person. Anyone who is deprived of the feeling of sadness is just as pitiful as a person who does not know what joy is, or who has lost the sense of the funny. "Restless Youth"
• People usually go into nature as a vacation. I thought that life in nature should be a permanent state of man. "Restless Youth"
• To pull his innermost dream out of a person - that is the task. And this is difficult to do. There is nothing a person hides so deeply as a dream. Perhaps because she cannot stand the slightest ridicule, even a joke, and, of course, she cannot stand the touch of indifferent hands. Only a like-minded person can trust a dream with impunity. "Golden Rose"
• Prose, like life itself, is great and varied. Sometimes it is necessary to tear out whole chunks of old prose and insert them into new prose in order to give it full vitality and strength. "Throw to the South"
• The Russian language exists like a body of the greatest poetry, as unexpectedly rich and pure as the blazing starry sky over the wooded wastelands. "Book of Wanderings"
• Never put letters from your beloved women in books. "Romantics"
• Almost everyone passes away without accomplishing even a tenth of what they could have accomplished. "Time of Great Expectations"

Statements by Konstantin Paustovsky about the greatness of the Russian language.

We have been given possession of the richest, most accurate, powerful and truly magical Russian language. -Konstantin Paustovsky

Based on the attitude of each person to his language, one can accurately judge not only his cultural level, but also his civic value. True love for one's country is inconceivable without love for one's language. A person who is indifferent to his language is a savage. His indifference to the language is explained by his complete indifference to the past and future of his people. - Konstantin Paustovsky

Punctuation marks exist to emphasize an idea, bring words into the correct relationship, and give a phrase ease and proper sound. Punctuation marks are like musical notations. They hold the text firmly and prevent it from falling apart. - Konstantin Paustovsky

True love for one's country is unthinkable without love for one's language. - Konstantin Paustovsky

Many Russian words themselves radiate poetry, just as precious stones radiate a mysterious shine. - Konstantin Paustovsky

There is nothing more disgusting than a person’s indifference to his country, its past, present and future, to its language, way of life, to its forests and fields, to its villages and people, be they geniuses or village shoemakers. - Konstantin Paustovsky
No! A person cannot live without a homeland, just as a person cannot live without a heart. - Konstantin Paustovsky

The Russian language is fully revealed in its truly magical properties and wealth only to those who deeply love and know their people “to the bone” and feel the hidden charm of our land.
For everything that exists in nature - water, air, sky, clouds, sun, rain, forests, swamps, rivers and lakes, meadows and fields, flowers and herbs - there are a great many good words and names in the Russian language.
Konstantin Paustovsky
You can do wonders with the Russian language! - Konstantin Paustovsky

You can do wonders with the Russian language. There is nothing in life and in our consciousness that cannot be conveyed in Russian words. The sound of music, the spectral brilliance of colors, the play of light, the noise and shadow of gardens, the vagueness of sleep, the heavy rumble of a thunderstorm, the whisper of children and the rustle of sea gravel. There are no sounds, colors, images and thoughts for which there would not be an exact expression in our language. -Konstantin Paustovsky

The heart, imagination and mind are the environment where what we call culture is born. –Konstantin Paustovsky

Happiness is given only to those who know. - Konstantin Paustovsky
He is not a writer who has not added at least a little vigilance to a person’s vision. - Konstantin Paustovsky

I am sure that in order to fully master the Russian language, in order not to lose the feeling of this language, you need not only constant communication with ordinary Russian people, but communication with pastures and forests, waters, old willows, with the whistling of birds and with every flower, that nods its head from under a hazel bush. - Konstantin Paustovsky

Native speech is the foundation of the fatherland.

Our native language is pleasant to the ear.

Keep it. The soul gives birth to a word

The soul for words is a life-giving spring.

There is God in the soul, and God has the word,

Overcoming doubts, worries,

With me the words are Hope and Love.

Holy words - Motherland and Faith.

Folk speech is a clear river,

I boldly reveal the power of words,

It contains the truth of the native language.

There is power in words. Healed with a word:

And the grains of truth are given to us for centuries.

I want to let you know about this:

Both life and death are in the power of the tongue.

I preserve the language of beautiful Russian speech,

Dear, to whom I have long been accustomed.

She is alone from birth and forever.

Don't pollute the Divine language!

This poem was written by the wonderful poetess Valentina Kotik. These verses confirm the statement of K. G. Paustovsky “For everything in the Russian language there is a great many good words”

Russian writer. Author of the stories “Kara-Bugaz”, “Lake Front”, “Colchis”, “Black Sea”, “Constellation of the Hounds Dogs”, “Northern Tale”, “Meshchera Side”, “Tale of Forests”; novels “Shining Clouds”, “Romantics”, “Smoke of the Fatherland”; autobiographical epic “The Tale of Life”, short stories, fairy tales, a book of historical and biographical essays “Golden Rose. Notes on writing", memoirs, plays, etc.

Without books, we can now neither live, nor fight, nor suffer, nor rejoice and win, nor confidently move towards that reasonable and beautiful future in which we unshakably believe.

Without a feeling of your country - special, very dear and sweet in every detail - there is no real human character. This feeling is selfless and fills us with great interest in everything.

Take care of love like a precious thing. If you treat love poorly once, the next one will definitely be flawed.

The wealth of associations speaks of the richness of the writer’s inner world.

There is an abyss of poetry in every area of ​​human knowledge.

In modesty - the moral strength and purity of the people, in bragging - their insignificance and lack of intelligence.

There is no excuse for people that a drunken person becomes worse than the dirtiest cattle.

Inspiration enters us like a radiant summer morning, just cast off from the mists of a quiet night, splashed with dew, with thickets of damp leaves. It gently breathes its healing coolness into our faces.

Inspiration is like first love, when the heart beats loudly in anticipation of amazing meetings, unimaginably beautiful eyes, smiles and omissions.

Imagination, born of life, in turn sometimes gains power over life.

A genius is so internally rich that any topic, any thought, incident or object evokes in him an inexhaustible stream of associations.

I deeply love nature, the power of the human spirit and the real human dream! And she is never loud... Never! The more you love her, the deeper you hide her in your heart, the more you protect her.

The artist’s job is to resist suffering with all his might, with all his talent.

For everything that exists in nature - water, air, sky, clouds, sun, rain, forests, swamps, rivers and lakes, meadows and fields, flowers and herbs - there are a great many good words and names in the Russian language.

If a writer, while working, does not see behind the words what he is writing about, then the reader will not see anything behind them.

If the ability to dream is taken away from a person, then one of the most powerful motivations that gives rise to culture, art, science and the desire to fight for a wonderful future will disappear.

Pushkin also spoke about punctuation marks. They exist to highlight a thought, bring words into the correct relationship, and give a phrase ease and proper sound. Punctuation marks are like musical notations. They hold the text firmly and prevent it from falling apart.

Knowledge is organically connected with human imagination. This seemingly paradoxical law can be expressed as follows: the power of imagination increases as knowledge grows.

True love for one's country is unthinkable without love for one's language.

True happiness is primarily the lot of those who know, and not the ignorant. A person who knows, for example, the life of plants and the laws of the plant world is much happier than one who cannot even distinguish alder from aspen or clover from plantain.

Every minute, every casual word and glance, every deep or humorous thought, every imperceptible movement of the human heart, just like the flying fluff of a poplar or the fire of a star in a night puddle - all these are grains of golden dust.

Each thing must be written as if it were the last in your life, so you must put everything into it, leaving nothing in reserve.

The forest is a beautiful expression of the power of nature and the clearest example of its perfection.

Forests are not only the decoration of the earth, its magnificent and amazing outfit. And this is not only a source of raw materials. Forests are our most faithful assistant in the struggle for the harvest. They store moisture, keep our great rivers full, soften the climate, stop hot winds and sands... They teach people to understand beauty.

We, writers, have been extracting them for decades, these millions of grains of sand, collecting them unnoticed by ourselves, turning them into an alloy and then forging from this alloy our “golden rose” - a story, novel or poem.

We have been given possession of the richest, most accurate, powerful and truly magical Russian language.

How much more effective and majestic the theme of the starry sky, beloved by poets, would become if they knew astronomy well!

Ignorance makes a person indifferent to the world, and indifference grows slowly but irreversibly, like a cancerous tumor.

There is nothing happier in the world than harmony between close people, and nothing more terrible than dying love - undeserved by none of the lovers, inexplicable.

There is no land dearer to our hearts than Russia, than its fresh forests and copses, fields and water meadows, quiet rivers, ringing springs and bright dawns over dewy thickets...

No! A person cannot live without a homeland, just as a person cannot live without a heart.

You need to give freedom to your inner world, open all the floodgates for it and suddenly see with amazement that your mind contains much more thoughts, feelings and poetic power than you imagined.

Waiting for happy days is sometimes much better than these very days.

The dazzling sun of imagination lights up only from touching the earth. It cannot burn in emptiness. It goes out in her.

The feeling of life as continuous novelty is the fertile soil on which art blossoms and matures.

Writing is not a craft or an occupation. Writing is a calling. Delving into some words, into their very sound, we find their original meaning. The word “calling” was born from the word call... ...First of all, the call of one’s own heart.

By the attitude of each person to his language, one can accurately judge not only his cultural level, but also his civic value.

The impulse to create can easily fade away, just as it arose, if left without food.

Almost every writer has his own inspirer, his own kind genius, usually also a writer.

A poetic perception of life and everything around us is the greatest gift we have inherited from childhood. If a person does not lose this gift over many sober years, then he is a poet or writer.

A beautiful landscape is a matter of national importance. It must be protected by law. Because it is fruitful, ennobles a person, causes an upsurge of mental strength in him, calms him down and creates that life-affirming state, without which a full-fledged person of our time is unthinkable.

Nature loves, requires balance and silence, she is essentially as affectionate as any good person; Let us be with her in peace, so that we can fully hear her sincere voice and know the joy of her silence.

Nature has unheard of generosity. She is not sorry for her strength.

Nature is blind and lacks the ability to judge. She hits indiscriminately.

Nature teaches us to understand beauty. Love for one's native country is impossible without love for its nature.

Homeland is everything...

The native land is the most magnificent thing given for life. We must cultivate it, protect it and protect it with all the strength of our being.

The Russian language is fully revealed in its truly magical properties and wealth only to those who deeply love and know their people “to the bone” and feel the hidden charm of our land.

You can do wonders with the Russian language. There is nothing in life and in our consciousness that cannot be conveyed in Russian. The sound of music, the sparkle of colors, the play of light, the noise and shadow of gardens, the vagueness of sleep, the rumble of a thunderstorm, the whisper of children and the rustle of sea gravel, there are no sounds, images and thoughts - complex and simple - for which there would not be an exact expression in our language .

Our greatest regret is the excessive and unjustified speed of time... Before you know it, your youth is fading and your eyes are dimming. And yet you have not yet seen even a hundredth part of the charm that life has scattered around.

The heart, imagination and mind are the environment where what we call culture is born.

The power of imagination increases as knowledge increases.

The work of a writer, hidden from everyone before the publication of a book, turns after its publication into a universal matter.

There is a kind of law of the influence of the writer's word on the reader.

Happiness is given only to those who know. The more a person knows, the more sharply, the more powerfully he sees the poetry of the earth where a person with meager knowledge will never find it.

Only people who do not remember their spiritual kinship, people who are stupidly indifferent to the culture of their country, to its past, present and future, can... mercilessly destroy the high cultural value that nature, landscape and its beauty carry.

The people who created such<русский>language is a truly great and happy people.

He is not a writer who has not added at least a little vigilance to a person’s vision.

Anyone who is deprived of the feeling of sadness is just as pitiful as a person who does not know what joy is, or who has lost the sense of the funny. The loss of at least one of these properties indicates irreparable spiritual limitation.

Love has thousands of aspects, and each of them has its own light, its own sadness, its own happiness and its own fragrance.

A person must be smart, simple, fair, brave and kind. Only then does he have the right to bear this high title - Man.

The more you know, the more interesting life is...

Foreign skies and foreign countries delight us only for a very short time; despite all its beauty. In the end, the time will come when a lonely daisy on the edge of the road to our father’s house will seem sweeter to us than the starry sky over the Great Ocean, and the cry of a neighbor’s rooster will sound like the voice of our homeland, calling us back to our fields and forests covered with fog.

Masterpieces exist not only in art, but also in nature.

These lines<о вступлении к поэме «Медный всадник»>- not only the heights of poetry. They contain not only precision, spiritual clarity and silence. They still have all the magic of Russian speech. If it were possible to imagine that Russian poetry would disappear, that the Russian language itself would disappear, and only these few lines would remain from it, then even then the richness and melodious power of our language would be clear to everyone. Because these poems by Pushkin contain, as if in a magic crystal, all the extraordinary qualities of our speech.

I write, turning into books, I give myself to everyone.

I realized that the best thing in nature is restraint, softness, and not the loud shine of the skies, varnished and hot.

I am sure that in order to fully master the Russian language, in order not to lose the feeling of this language, you need not only constant communication with ordinary Russian people, but communication with pastures and forests, waters, old willows, with the whistling of birds and with every flower, that nods its head from under a hazel bush.

A person must be smart, simple, fair, brave and kind. Only then does he have the right to bear this high title - Man.

(Human)

If a poet dreamed that he ran out of money, this is for poetry.

(poet)

Let's not talk about love, because we still don't know what it is.

The more you know, the more interesting life is.

(knowledge)

We have been given possession of the richest, most accurate, powerful and truly magical Russian language.

(Russian language)

The wealth of associations speaks of the richness of the writers’ inner world.

There are no great or small deeds if a person strives with all his heart for the great and just, for in this case all deeds have great weight and consequences.

(case)

Perseverance is also a property of talent. Some writers should be photographed not from their faces, but from their backsides.

And the executioners believe that they are fighting for the vital interests of the people.

(executioner)

If people have a physique, then I have a body subtraction.

(body)

A genius is always afraid that he is partly a graphomaniac; a graphomaniac never doubts that he is a genius.

(genius)

In my opinion, the main thing is not to forget the banal truth that you are the same as others, and therefore try not to cause people something that would make you feel worse.

There are no such sounds, colors, images and thoughts - complex and simple - for which there would not be an exact expression in our language.

Art creates good people, shapes the human soul.

(art)

The artist's job is to create joy.

Love has thousands of aspects, and each of them has its own light, its own sadness, its own happiness and its own fragrance.

Anyone who is deprived of the feeling of sadness is as pitiful as a person who does not know what joy is, or who has lost the sense of the funny. The loss of at least one of these properties indicates irreparable spiritual limitation.

I always write only by hand. The typewriter is a witness, and the work of a writer is an intimate matter. It requires complete solitude.

Waiting for happy days is sometimes much better than these very days.