Yevgeny Zamyatin

“ The folds would swing over the woods, the villages—blackish-red, slow columns of smoke. A dull moaning; endless strings of people driven into the City to be saved by force and to be whipped into happiness. ”

“ If your world is similar to the world of the ancients, then you may easily imagine that one day you suddenly come upon a sixth or a seventh continent, upon some Atlantis, and you find there unheard-of cities, labyrinths, people flying through the air without the aid of wings or aeros, stones lifted into the air by the power of a gaze—in brief, imagine that you see things that cannot come to your mind even if you suffer from dream sickness. ”

“ It is absolute folly!”
A smile.
“We must all go insane—as soon as possible go insane.' It was yesterday, do you remember?”
Yes, she was right; I had even written it down. Consequently, it really had taken place. In silence I looked into her face. At that moment die dark cross was especially distinct.
“I-, dear, before it is too late . . . If you want . . . I’ll leave everything, I’ll forget everything, and we’ll go there beyond the Wall, to them. . . . I do not even know who they are. . . .” ”