Друзья! Совсем недавно открыла для себя книгу нашего...

Friends! Most recently discovered the book of our Nobel laureate Ivan Alekseevich Bunin "Cursed Days". Amazing memories of the terrible events in our country since the revolution and the coming of the Bolsheviks to power. I recommend reading to anyone who wants to understand what really happened 100 years ago in Russia. The book is hard, sharp, with wise philosophical judgments based on practice, on the personal experience of the author. I will cite a few quotes:
“This is the whole hellish secret of the Bolsheviks - to kill susceptibility. People live by measure, they also measure susceptibility, imagination, - step over the measure. It’s like the price of bread, of beef.” What? Three rubles pound? "And assign a thousand - and the end of amazement, cry, tetanus, insensitivity." How? Seven hanged people ?! "-" No, dear, not seven, but seven hundred! "- And there is certainly a tetanus - you can even imagine seven hanging ones, but try seven hundred, even seventy!"
"Our children, grandchildren will not even be able to imagine the Russia in which we once (that is, yesterday) lived, which we did not appreciate, did not understand - all this power, complexity, wealth, happiness ..."
“All of this is repeated because, first of all, one of the most distinctive features of revolutions is the mad thirst for play, play-of-the-play, posture, a shed. A monkey wakes up in a man.”
"I often remember the indignation with which my supposedly completely black images of the Russian people. Yes, they still resent, and who? Those who are nourished, are fooled by the very literature that has literally disgraced all classes for a hundred years there is a "priest", a "man in the street", a tradesman, an official, a policeman, a landowner, a prosperous peasant, - in a word, the whole and everyone, with the exception of some "people", - "horseless", of course, - "youth" and tramps. "
 "Russian history" Tatishcheva:
 "Brother for brother, son of fathers, slaves for gentlemen, looking for each other to kill one for the sake of greed, lust and power, looking for the brother to deprive his brother, not leading, supposedly a wise saying: looking for a stranger "
  And how many fools are convinced that in Russian history there has been a great "shift" towards something as if something completely new, hitherto unheard of! The whole trouble (and terrible) is that no one even had the slightest true idea of ​​"Russian history". "
   "The people said to themselves:" Of us, as if from a tree, - both a cudgel and an icon, "depending on the circumstances, on who handles this tree: Sergius of Radonezh or Emelka Pugachev. If I were this" icon " “I didn’t like this Russia, I didn’t see it, because of what I would have gone so crazy all these years, because of what I suffered so continuously, so fiercely?
“Russian literature has been unusually corrupted over the past decades. The street, the crowd has begun to play a very large role. Everything — and literature especially — goes out into the street, is associated with it and falls under its influence. And the street is corrupting, unnerving at least by the fact that she is terribly immoderate in her praises, if she pleases. In Russian literature now there are only "geniuses. Amazing harvest! Genius Bryusov, genius Gorky, genius Igor Severyanin, Blok, Bely ... How can you be calm when you can so easily and quickly jump out in genius? And everyone tries lechom get ahead, numb, draw attention to themselves. "
I wanted to share this discovery with you on the hundredth anniversary of the October Revolution.
P.S. Walking around Moscow, I came across the Bunin Square and a monument in his honor, erected in 2007 near house No. 26 on Povarskaya Street, where the writer lived before emigration. Attaching photo.