Volga Flows Into the Caspian Sea

VOLGA FLOWS INTO THE CASPIAN SEA

Yes, Boris Pilnyak, I was born on October 11, 1894, in Mozhaysk, Russia.

What I want to say now is much more important than my works, and I sacrifice the old effort if it comes to my aid. It is not important what I (and we) have done, what matters is what I (and we) will do, it is still early to settle accounts about our work, the collectivity of our work is necessary (and it has been, and it is, and it will be), I have sprung from Bely and Bunin, many make many things better than I do, and I believe I have the right to take the best or what I can make better.

For me, it is not of particular importance what will remain of me, but it has fallen to us to create Russian literature collectively, and that is a great duty.

"Goals" are still necessary, I suppose, to be purposeful and effective.

And day by day it becomes clearer to me that my writing work is not aimed at fame, honors, a pleasant life, writing is not a cheerful job, it is almost manual labor.

I was shot on April 21, 1938, at the Komunarka shooting range in Moscow in the Soviet Union.