I am pulling flax and writing bad poetry.
Every revolution means a sharp turn in the lives of a vast number of people. Unless the time is ripe for such a turn, no real revolution can take place. And just as any turn in the life of an individual teaches him a great deal and brings rich experience and great emotional stress, so a revolution teaches an entire people very rich and valuable lessons in a short space of time. See more
Workers still have in their possession 100 machine guns and 40 thousand rifles, and no one knows how many guns and pistols do they have.
My dear martyr, I cannot write, my heart is too full, I love you, we love you, thank you and bless you, and admire you—we kiss the wound on your forehead and your eyes full of suffering. See more
How awfully sad: they will be taken away tonight. I asked for permission to say goodbye - it was not granted! I think they are going to Tobolsk, but no one knows anything, and everyone keeps silent.
The palace commandant came for me at noon, and together we went to Alexandrovsky palace. We left by the kitchen and through a basement walked to the palace, the fourth entrance, and Niki’s ante-chamber. From there I entered the cabinet, where I met with Niki, in the presence of Kerensky and an ensign in charge of guard duty. See more
Before there were tsarist sycophants, now—there are innumerable sycophants from the rabble, who show up and grab all the tasty, fried pieces and warm spots… One consolation is that all these crooks will have life expectancy of soap bubbles.
It is the last day of our sojourn in Tsarskoe Selo. The weather became wonderful. During the day we worked in the same place and sawed down four trees and sawed up yesterday's. After dinner, we awaited the time of our leaving, which keeps being put aside. Unexpectedly Kerensky arrived and told us we were leaving.