13 Quotes & Sayings By Aleksandr Voinov

Aleksandr Voinov (Nikolay Nikolayevich Voinov), Russian writer, born in 1886. He studied law at the Petersburg University and worked as a journalist and historian. In 1924-1925 he was the editor of the Novosti (News) newspaper. His first poems, stories and novels appeared in magazines such as Zvezda (The Star; 1908), Vladimir-Suvorov (1911), and Literaturnaya Gazeta (Literary Gazette; 1915) Read more

In 1910-1917 he edited the literary magazine Myshlenie (Thought). His first prose works were published in 1918: The First World War, The Second World War and A History of Russia. Voinov's early novels reflect the hardships and hopes of the Russian people during the First World War.

They include: The First World War (1918), The Second World War (1920) White Nights (1921) and Red Nights (1922). During this period, Voinov published his novel about his experiences as a soldier-journalist during the Russo-Japanese war, Deserter from the Motherland, in 1910.

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You want the truth? I’ve been fucked and betrayed often enough to not trust anybody. And that includes you.” Frank shrugged. “Don’t take it personal.”“ Join the club. We meet Tuesdays. We never share the location with each other, and we show up armed. Aleksandr Voinov
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He understood it then. The potential, the utter, unbelievable freedom to be whoever existed underneath his skin. Aleksandr Voinov
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Wife, to him, was someone who stood for stability, forcoming home, for dealing with all the shit he wasn’t able to deal with. For providing a real life and not this insanity. Aleksandr Voinov
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Right now he was nothing but a physically hurt man who had been through hell and back, clinging to his promise. “We be.. together. More than just.. few.. hours. Wanna die.. with you. Not.. alone.” Fought to stay awake, needed to spend every second with Vadim while he could. Vadim kissed that hand again, looked up. “We won’t die. We'll never die. I promise. He’d promise anything, meant it, would die defending this man, would live and die and suffer for him. Aleksandr Voinov
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Make that cage golden, it’s still a fucking cage.”“ Wel , in the absence of other options, gold will have to do. Aleksandr Voinov
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A gentle, warm, sweet pain spreads through my chest at those words. Aleksandr Voinov
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Dan didn’t want to say anything, but the words were unstoppable. “I fucking love you. Don’t leave me. You’ve got to find me.” Again, fucking tears. Vadim shook his head, then pressed his face into the crook of Dan’s shoulder, hoped to hide his weakness and felt like a man condemned to die. “I will.. find you. If it’s the last thing I’ll do, I’ll come back. Nothing will stop me. Aleksandr Voinov
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I need you.” He could not go any further down. Rock bottom. And at the very bottom was just this one thing. The core of it all. “Fucking... love you... too much. Aleksandr Voinov
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I don’t want to talk.” Dan’s neck muscles tensed resisting Vadim’s hand. He didn’t know the words and he didn’t want to search for them. “I just want to feel.” But no, that wasn’t it. “I want to feel human. Aleksandr Voinov
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I tried that too, you know. After ... my family was murdered, and I was waiting for justice, I tried to hide inside a bottle. But some men, Tony, [..] are not small enough to fit into a bottle. Aleksandr Voinov
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No war is ever glorious. Heroes are usually dead. Besides, they rarely turn into heroes because they are super-humans, but because of circumstances. Aleksandr Voinov
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There’s no glory in this whole shit. No war is ever glorious. Heroes are usually dead. Besides, they rarely turn into heroes because they are super-humans, but because of circumstances. Heroes rarely think. Heroes just act. So, all this is, is a stage for glory, small, personal and up to each one of us. Aleksandr Voinov