Top 36 Mayakovsky Quotes
#1. Girl Tractorist: As the poet Mayakovsky said: "The home of the Soviet people shall be the home of Reason"!
Bertolt Brecht
#2. Mayakovsky, brazen poet of the revolution, sicced his jeering muses on gourmet fancies: Eat your pineapples, gobble your grouse Your last day is coming, you bourgeois louse!
Anya Von Bremzen
#3. Sing, of delight drink deep,
Drain spring by cups, not by thimbles.
Heart step up your beat!
Our breasts be the brass of cymbals.
Vladimir Mayakovsky
#5. My verse
has brought me
no roubles to spare:
no craftsmen have made
mahogany chairs for my house.
Vladimir Mayakovsky
#6. Men, crumpled like bed-sheets in hospitals,
And women, battered like overused proverbs.
Vladimir Mayakovsky
#7. But I,
from poetry's skies,
plunge into communism,
because
without it
I feel no love.
Vladimir Mayakovsky
#9. There's a monument due me by rank already
I'd blow the damn thing up with dynamite
So strongly I hate every kind of dead thing
So much I adore every kind of life!
Vladimir Mayakovsky
#10. Love's ship has foundered on the rocks of life. We're quits: stupid to draw up a list of mutual sorrows, hurts and pains.
Vladimir Mayakovsky
#11. If you wish, I shall grow irreproachably tender: not a man, but a cloud in trousers!
Vladimir Mayakovsky
#12. A chestnut-haired child
Cheering up, went
and stood in his stall.
And took the whole incident
like a young colt -
and to live seemed worthwhile,
and to labor,
worthy.
Vladimir Mayakovsky
#13. Our planet is poorly equipped for delight.
One must snatch gladness from the days that are.
In this life
it's not difficult to die.
To make life
is more difficult by far.
Vladimir Mayakovsky
#14. There's no grandfatherly fondness in me,
There are no gray hairs in my soul!
Shaking the world with my voice and grinning,
I pass you by, - handsome,
Twentytwoyearold.
Vladimir Mayakovsky
#15. The love boat has crashed against the everyday
You and I, we are quits
And there is no use listing mutual hurts, sorrows, and pains.
Vladimir Mayakovsky
#16. Then there's amortization,
the deadliest of all;
amortization
of the heart and soul.
Vladimir Mayakovsky
#18. To us love says humming that the heart's stalled motor has begun working again.
Vladimir Mayakovsky
#19. Oleg Bard: I understand, but by virtue of that power of imagination which, according to [Georgi] Plekhanov, is granted to Marxists, I can already see as through a prism, so to speak, the triumph of your class as symbolized by your sublime, ravishing, elegant, and class-conscious wedding!
Vladimir Mayakovsky
#21. Girl: The kid buys a new tie and you curse him like he was Ramsay MacDonald.
Vladimir Mayakovsky
#22. Love
for us
is no paradise of arbors
to us
love tells us, humming,
that the stalled motor
of the heart
has started to work
again.
Vladimir Mayakovsky
#23. A line is a fuse that's lit. The line smolders, the rhyme explodes - and by a stanza a city is blown to bits.
Vladimir Mayakovsky
#24. Too slow, the wagons of years,
The oxen of days
too glum.
Our god is the god of speed,
Our heart
our battle-drum.
Vladimir Mayakovsky
#25. Listen! If stars are lit It means there is someone who needs it, It means someone wants them to be, That someone deems those specks of spit Magnificent!
Vladimir Mayakovsky
#26. I want to be understood by my country, but if I fail to be understood - what then?, I shall pass through my native land to one side, like a shower of slanting rain.
Vladimir Mayakovsky
#27. Gentle souls!
You play your love on the violin.
The crude ones play it on the drums violently.
But can you turn yourselves inside out, like me
And become just two lips entirely?
Vladimir Mayakovsky
#28. Soon, sampled by everyone,
Stale and pallid,
I'll come out
And mumble toothlessly
That today I'm
Remarkably candid.
Vladimir Mayakovsky
#31. In our language rhyme is a barrel. A barrel of dynamite. The line is a fuse. The line smoulders to the end and explodes; and the town is blown sky-high in a stanza.
Vladimir Mayakovsky
#32. Here's how I used to think
you made a book:
a poet comes along,
mouth half open, inspired,
then suddenly the idiot bursts into song -
fancy that!
Vladimir Mayakovsky
#33. If you like
I'll be furious flesh elemental,
or- changing to tones that the sunset arouses- if you like-
I'll be extraordinary gentle,
not a man but - a cloud in trousers.
Vladimir Mayakovsky
#34. Comrade life,
let us
march faster,
March
faster through what's left
of the five-year plan.
Vladimir Mayakovsky
#35. It must be a little love, - a baby, sort of,
It shies away when the cars honk and hiss,
But adores the bells on the horse-tram.
Vladimir Mayakovsky
#36. I understand the power and the alarm of words - Not those that they applaud from theatre-boxes, but those which make coffins break from bearers and on their four oak legs walk right away.
Vladimir Mayakovsky
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