To Nina Tazekhulakova, January 22, 1909, Moscow

Sweetheart, my life is good. Dogs' barking is everywhere, nearly all newspaper dogs are barking, after all it is much more easily to criticize severely but to do something is much more difficult. I steadily go my own way, the more so because I'm convinced in the veracity of my own doing.
Surely. a man cannot be satisfied all the time with one and the same. The dissatisfaction is his life.
M.Sarian