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“I've always been in two minds about women, really. On the one hand, I always liked the fact they had waists, and we hadn't. That aroused in me a feeling of - how shall I put it? - well, pleasure. Yes, pleasurable feelings.
Still, on the other hand, they did stab Marat with a penknife, and Marat was Incorruptible, so they shouldn't have stabbed him. That fairly killed off the pleasure. Then again, like Karl Marx, I've always loved women for their little weaknesses - i.e. They've got to sit down to pee, and I've always liked that - that's always filled me with - well, what the hell - a sort of warm feeling. Yes, pleasurable warmth.
But then again they did shoot at Lenin, with a revolver no less! And that put a damper on the pleasure as well. I mean, fair enough, sitting down to pee, but shooting at Lenin? That's a sick joke, talking about pleasure after that.However, I digress.”―Venedikt Erofeev. “I like the fact that my compatriots have such vacant and protruding eyes.
They fill me with virtuous pride. You can imagine what eyes are like (in the capitalist world).such eyes look at you with distrust, reflecting constant worry and torment. That's what they're like in the land of ready cash.How different from the eyes of my people! Their steady stare is completely devoid of all tension.
They harbor no thought - but what power! What spiritual power! Such eyes would not sell you. They couldn't sell anything or buy anything.
You could spit in the eyes, and they’d call it God's (divine) dew.”―Venedikt Erofeev. “And if I die sometime – I’m going to die very soon – I know I’ll die as I am,without accepting this world, perceiving it close up and far away, inside and out,perceiving but not accepting it. I’ll die and He will ask me: “Was it good there foryou?
Was it bad there for you?” I will be silent, with lowered eyes. I’ll be silentthat muteness familiar to everyone who knows the outcome of days of hardboozing. For isn’t the life of man a momentary boozing of the soul? And an eclipseof the soul as well? We are all as if drunk, only everybody in his own way: oneperson has drunk more, the next less. And it works differently on each: the onelaughs in the face of this world, while the next cries on its bosom. One has alreadythrown up and feels better, while the next is only starting of feel like throwing up.But me, what am I?
I’ve partaken of much, but nothing works on me. I haven’treally laughed properly, even once, and I’ve never thrown up, even once. I, whohave partaken of so much in this world that I’ve lost count and the sequence of itall, I am soberer than anyone else in this world;”―Venedikt Erofeev.
“Everybody says: the Kremlin, the Kremlin. They all go on about it, but I've never seen it. The number of times (thousands) I've been drunk or hung over, traipsing round Moscow, north-south, east-west, end to end, straight through or any old way - and I've never once seen the Kremlin.For instance, yesterday - yesterday I didn't see it again, though I was buzzing round that area the whole evening and it's not as if I was particularly drunk. I mean, as soon as I came out onto Savyelov Station, I had a glass of Zubrovka for starters, since I know from experience that as an early-morning tipple, nobody's so far dreamed up anything better.Anyway, a glass of Zubrovka. Then after that - on Kalyaev Street - another glass, only not Zubrovka this time, but coriander vodka.
A friend of mine used to say coriander had a dehumanizing effect on a person, i.e, it refreshes your parts but it weakens your spirit. For some reason or other it had the opposite effect on me, i.e., my spirit was refreshed, while my parts all went to hell. But I do agree it's dehumanizing, so that's why I topped it up with two glasses of Zhiguli beer, plus some egg-nog straight from the bottle, in the middle of Kalyaev Street.Of course, you're saying: come on, Venya, get on with it — what did you have next? And I couldn't say for sure.
I remember - I remember quite distinctly in fact - I had two glasses of Hunter's vodka, on Chekhov Street. But I couldn't have made it across the Sadovy ring road with nothing to drink, I really couldn't. So I must've had something else.”―Venedikt Erofeev.
In this classic of Russian humor and social commentary, a fired cable fitter goes on a binge and hopes a train to Petushki (where his “most beloved of trollops”. LibraryThing Review. User Review – NataliaSh – LibraryThing. It’s late s in Russia.
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Venya Erofeev is going from Moscow to Petushki by train. It’s not a long. By Sharon MacNett Communist Party censors denied publication of Venedikt Erofeev’s novel Moscow to the End of the Line for its.Author:Netaur FenrirrCountry:BelgiumLanguage:English (Spanish)Genre:MedicalPublished (Last):12 August 2013Pages:54PDF File Size:18.16 MbePub File Size:8.9 MbISBN:668-4-57992-939-8Downloads:8417Price:Free.Free Regsitration RequiredUploader:Moscow to the End of the Line Northwestern University PressThe first part of the book I’d have rated 4 stars but the second part unfortunately pulled the rating down to 3 stars. Why made me fool, why made me bulk my eyes and hurt my heart, why locked me out in cold and dark?But Erofeev laughs on the subjects that are laughable already, and somehow turns them into tragedy. Return to Book Page. Nah, nah, you know that you’re an alcoholic when you drink your metal polish neat view spoiler this unoriginal anecdote is by no means is intended as a substitute for professional medical advice hide spoiler.Waking from this dream, Venichka reflects drunkenly on the apparent impossibility of reaching Petushki. Feb 26, Ana-Maria Bujor rated it liked it Shelves: Even though Erofsev didn’t sport the Russian-classic ie, beardhe did write about an alcoholic, so he gets to keep his Russian literary citizenship for that at least.Lists with This Book.Venichka wakes up drunk in a stairwell on a Friday morning, and as he walks around Moscow looking for a drink, he recounts going on a bender for several days in the aftermath of losing his job as foreman of a cable-laying crew for charting their workplace drunkenness.
He then suggests getting drunk, making a declaration on human rights, and beginning a terror campaign. If poky old Petushki became Eden, just because you loved and it was there, materialism would be turned right side up again, but with the angels left in.Thanks for telling us about the problem. Later he studied in several more institutes in different towns including Kolomna and Vladimir but he has never managed to graduate from any, usually being expelled due to his “amoral behaviour” freethinking. Views Read Edit View history. Nov 12, Jana rated it it was ok Shelves: The Relic Eca de Queiros. It also describes what the characters do when they are drunk, for example declare war on Norway and other strange things. Moscow to the End of the LineSo let it be known that it’s a “prose poem”.
See 2 questions about Moscow to the End of the Line. During the teh, the hero recounts some of the fantastic escapades he participated in, including declaring war on Norway, and charting the drinking habits of his colleagues when leader of a cable laying crew.Moscow to the End of the Line by Venedikt Erofeev. He has for me an unforgettable paragraph on the prim and proper and entirely sober Rimsky-Korsakov coming across Modest Mussorgskydrunk and asleep in a ditch, prodding him with his walking stick and telling him to get back to work on his immortal opera Khovanshchinaonly as soon as Rimsky-Korsakov’s back is turned Mussorsky abandons the working desk for the bottle. Moscow to the end of the line – Venedikt Erofeev – Google BooksErofesv Erofeev is going from Moscow to Petushki by train.
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Venichka spends the last of his money on liquor and food for the journey.