Translated by Michael R. KatzBetween 1890 and 1893, Ignaty Potapenko published a number of works in which he presented the Russian intelligentsia with a new role model, the “mediocre, but common-sensical man,” whose diligence and steady devotion to the improvement of society are depicted as being more productive than the reckless heroism of the regime’s most outspoken, and sometimes violent, intellectual opponents. Not a Hero introduces the twenty-first-ce...

Ignaty Nikolayevich Potapenko (December 30, 1856 – May 17, 1929), was a Russian writer and playwright.Potapenko was born in the village of Fyodorovka, Kherson Governorate, Russian Empire (now Ukraine) where his father was a priest. Potapenko studied at Odessa University, and at the Saint Petersburg Conservatory. His first works were tales of Ukrainian life. He's best known for his novel A Russian Priest (1890), published in Vestnik Evropy (Herald of Europe). His wor...

This comprehensive eBook presents the complete works or all the significant works - the Œuvre - of this famous and brilliant writer in one ebook - easy-to-read and easy-to-navigate: – THE QUEEN OF SPADES A.S. Pushkin – THE CLOAK N.V. Gogol – THE DISTRICT DOCTOR I.S. Turgenev – THE CHRISTMAS TREE AND THE WEDDING F.M. Dostoyevsky – GOD SEES THE TRUTH, BUT WAITS L.N. Tolstoy – HOW A MUZHIK FED TWO OFFICIALS M.Y. Saltykov – THE SHADES, A PHANTASY V.G. Korolenko – THE SIGNAL V.N. Garshin – THE ...

Throughout the long centuries of human history is the want, and the need, to share information, to exchange ideas and for that knowledge and experience, for curiosity and learning, to be the basis of a civil society.In literature the ambition is much narrower. In order to be known, to be popular, you had to be published. And for that people had to know you existed and your ideas worth reading. Obviously for most of humanity’s time people couldn’t read and texts couldn’t be publishe...

Extrait: La petite salle du Conservatoire n’était éclairée qu’à moitié. Des candélabres fixés aux murs, un sur deux seulement était allumé, et des becs du grand lustre, suspendu au centre du plafond, ne brillaient que ceux qui étaient tournés vers l’estrade.À cette soirée de controverse musicale, on n’avait ad-mis que les élèves et leurs parents : la salle proprement dite était vide. Les parents occupaient les places les plus rapprochées de l’estrade ; quant aux élèves, ils s’étaien...

Extrait: La petite salle du Conservatoire n'était éclairée qu'à moitié. Des candélabres fixés aux murs, un sur deux seulement était allumé, et des becs du grand lustre, suspendu au centre du plafond, ne brillaient que ceux qui étaient tournés vers l'estrade.À cette soirée de controverse musicale, on n'avait ad-mis que les élèves et leurs parents : la salle proprement dite était vide. Les parents occupaient les places les plus rapprochées de l'estrade ; quant aux élèves, il...