"When he wanted, he looked like the sinful antipode of Jesus Christ and looked like a man who had lived the life of a righteous man for so long that he had gone completely crazy and suddenly decided to quickly get rid of his holiness. He used to say: what difference does it make, I don’t care. And it was not clear what he wanted to say by this. From time to time he walked clean and internally peaceful, clean-shaven. There was something biblical in his thick reddish mustache. He smiled sadly, looking over the list of horses, pronouncing their names: Miss Universe, St. Jensund. , Cheerful Conversation and so on..." Translation: Aram Ohanyan