Yevgeny Zamyatin
Yevgeny Zamyatin
Yevgeny Ivanovich Zamyatin/ February 1, 1884 – March 10, 1937) was a Russian author of science fiction and political satire. He is most famous for his 1921 novel We, a story set in a dystopian future police state. Despite having been a prominent Old Bolshevik, Zamyatin was deeply disturbed by the policies pursued by the CPSU following the October Revolution. In 1921, We became the first work banned by the Soviet censorship board. Ultimately, Zamyatin arranged for We to be...
NationalityRussian
ProfessionNovelist
Date of Birth1 February 1884
CountryRussian Federation
All of life in its complexity and beauty is forever minted in the gold of words.
There are books of the same chemical composition as dynamite. The only difference is that a piece of dynamite explodes once, whereas a book explodes a thousand times.
Love and hunger rule the world. Ergo, to rule the world, one must master love and hunger.
How do you know that nonsense isn't a good thing? If human nonsense had been nurtured and developed for centuries, just as intelligence has, then perhaps something extraordinarily precious could have come from it.
...Those two, in paradise, were given a choice: happiness without freedom, or freedom without happiness. There was no third alternative...
There is no final one; revolutions are infinite.
We need writers who fear nothing. ("Our Goal")
Heretics are the only bitter remedy against the entropy of human thought.
Children are the boldest philosophers. They enter life naked, not covered by the smallest fig leaf of dogma, absolutes, creeds. This is why every question they ask is so absurdly naïve and so frighteningly complex.
Literature is painting, architecture, and music.
True literature can exist only where it is created, not by diligent and trustworthy functionaries, but by madmen, hermits, heretics, dreamers, rebels, and skeptics.
A man is like a novel: until the very last page you don't know how it will end. Otherwise it wouldn't be worth reading.
All truths are erroneous. This is the very essence of the dialectical process: today's truths become errors tomorrow; there is no final number.
All truths are erroneous. This is the very essence of the dialectical process: today's truths become errors tomorrow; there is no final number.