My turn shall also come: I sense the spreading of a wing.

- Osip Mandelstam

A raznochinets needs no memory—it is enough for him to tell of the books he has read, and his biography is done.

- Osip Mandelstam

Perhaps the whisper was born before lips, And the leaves in treelessness circled and flew, And those, to whom we impart our experience as bliss, Acqu…

- Osip Mandelstam

Poetry is the plough that turns up time in such a way that the abyssal strata of time, its black earth, appear on the surface.

- Osip Mandelstam

Only in Russia poetry is respected - it gets people killed.

- Osip Mandelstam

I love my poor earth because I have seen no other.

- Osip Mandelstam

Where to start? Everything cracks and shakes, The air trembles with similes, No one world's better than another; the earth moans with metaphors.

- Osip Mandelstam

And I walk out of space Into an overgrown garden of values, And tear up seeming stability And self-comprehension of causes. And your, infinity, textb…

- Osip Mandelstam

Perhaps my whisper was already born before my lips.

- Osip Mandelstam