Remove the document—and you remove the man.
Interpretation
This quote suggests that a person's identity and essence are deeply intertwined with their written work or legacy.
Mikhail Bulgakov's quote reflects the idea that a person's existence is often defined by their creations, particularly written documents. If these creations are removed, one might argue that a fundamental part of the person—their thoughts, beliefs, and contributions—has also been erased. It speaks to the significance of art, literature, and personal expression in shaping who we are and how we are remembered.
In practice
In a literary discussion about the importance of an author's work in defining their identity.
But would you kindly ponder this question: What would your good do if evil didn't exist, and what would the earth look like if all the shadows disappeared? After all, shadows are cast by things and people. Here is the shadow of my sword. But shadows also come from trees and living beings. Do you want to strip the earth of all trees and living things just because of your fantasy of enjoying naked light? You're stupid.
just like a murderer jumps of nowhere in an ally, love jumped out in front of us and struck us both at once
The tongue can conceal the truth, but the eyes never! You're asked an unexpected question, you don't even flinch, it takes just a second to get yourself under control, you know just what you have to say to hide the truth, and you speak very convincingly, and nothing in your face twitches to give you away. But the truth, alas, has been disturbed by the question, and it rises up from the depths of your soul to flicker in your eyes and all is lost.
Well, as everyone knows, once witchcraft gets started, there's no stopping it.
Literature has become my life.
The tongue may hide the truth but the eyes—never!
To communicate through silence is a link between the thoughts of man.
Mari remembered what she had read in the young girl's eyes the moment she had come into the refectory: fear. Fear. Veronika might feel insecurity, shyness, shame, constraint, but why fear? That was only justifiable when confronted by a real threat: ferocious animals, armed attackers, earthquakes, but not a group of people gathered together in a refectory. But human beings are like that,' she thought. 'We've replaced nearly all our emotions with fear.
Why does tragedy exist? Because you are full of rage. Why are you full of rage? Because you are full of grief.
If you believe in subjective morality, why do you lock your doors at night?
On Sunday 8 April 1945, he had just finished conducting a service of worship at Schoenberg, when two soldiers came took him away. As he left, he said to another prisoner, This is the end - but for me, the beginning - of life. He was hanged the next day, less than a week before the Allies reached the camp.
Be quiet now and wait. It may be that the ocean one, the one we desire so to move into and become, desires us out here on land a little longer, going our sundry roads to the shore.
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