The ascent of great people is "various on horizon of humanity. Measure and fluently one rise to the zenith. They do not have to drink wine late glory venenate nonrecognition - aroma of fading roses. Their humanity meets the not explosion of light delight, then to load in darkness of nonexistence. But, as honey of sunbeams, their light grandeur| and what healthful wine are accumulated in the souls they defend in the books: will open - a page will pour light: will have a drink - and a light hop will lull life becalmed. Yes! on the fate complained and they, but as общи such complaints!".