Немного М. Ю. Лермонтова: "Да, такова была моя...

Little M. Yu. Lermontov: “Yes, that was my fate from my very childhood! Everyone read signs on my face that were not bad, but they were supposed to - and they were born. I was modest - I was accused of guile: I became I deeply felt good and evil; no one caressed me, insulted everyone: I became vindictive, I was sullen, other children were cheerful and talkative, I felt higher than them, I was put below. I became envious. I was ready love the whole world, nobody understood me: and I learned to hate. My colorless youth passed away in the struggle with battle and light; my best feelings, fearing ridicule, I buried in the depths of my heart: they died there. I told the truth — they didn’t believe me: I began to deceive; after learning well the light and the springs of society, I became skilled in the science of life and saw how others without art are happy, using the gift of those benefits that I so tirelessly sought. And then despair was born in my chest - not the despair that is treated with a pistol barrel, but cold, powerless despair, covered with courtesy and a good-natured smile ... "