How Woland determines the fate of the one who loves. Unsurpassed quotes from the novel “The Master and Margarita. Love: Mature love

I’ll say right away that this review will not contain an in-depth analysis of the novel and facts about it from Wikipedia. I'll just describe my emotions after reading it.

Hello, dear readers!

I am glad that I first read this work at the age of 20. It’s not that I didn’t like the novel “The Master and Margarita” as a teenager, but I probably wouldn’t have understood a lot of things. And the moments with Pontius Pilate would seem boring to me. But what I am 100% sure of is that I would be completely delighted with the love story and the antics of the retinue.

In general, 2 years ago I read exclusively delusional dystopias, which were not particularly different from each other, but sometimes moments of enlightenment still came. Today I want to read the most serious literature and classics, which made me sick at 14-15 years old.

Unfortunately, I didn’t find a proper summary of the plot, so I’ll try to describe everything myself without spoilers. The action of the novel begins in Moscow on the Patriarch's Ponds, where a foreigner in his forties intervenes in a curious conversation between the editor of the art magazine Mikhail Aleksandrovich Berlioz and the young poet Ivan Bezdomny. None of them can even imagine where this conversation will lead. At the same time, Mikhail Afanasyevich introduces us to the procurator of Judea, Pontius Pilate, who is holding trial over a man who was accused of calling for the destruction of the temple. The most interesting thing is that these two events come together at some point. And in general, Bulgakov skillfully welds all the actions of the work into one whole.

There is another world in the novel, so to speak. A mystical world in which there are talking cats, vampires and zombies. I read the moments with them with special rapture, because I adore this focus with every fiber of my soul. The description of magic and rituals in the work “Master Margarita” is presented incredibly attractive and interesting. It seems to me that these moments will capture everyone and not let go even after reading. For example, I still remember some chapters with details and quote catchphrases from the novel.

It is remarkable how Bulgakov wedges the magical world into the modern one. It is in this symbiosis that he shows the whole essence of society in the work. There will be a lot of vices here, there is something to think about. Just before the epigraph I sat for two minutes...

It's rare that the first chapter grabs my attention right away, but that's not the case. From the very first sentences, the novel captivates you and you cannot put it down. It was as if I was twisting a ball, turn by turn. True, at first some details were unclear, but by the middle everything fell into place. The twists in the plot were surprising, since it is almost impossible to predict something. This is what I like about this work.

I fell especially in love with two characters. The first is the cat Behemoth. Suddenly? Well, of course not! Absolutely everyone loves this terribly humorous and charming character, and I am no exception. I don't understand how you can not love him. And their pranks with Bassoon will definitely cause you a reaction similar to laughter or at least a grin.

My second favorite character in the novel is Ivan Nikolaevich Ponyrev, a poet under the pseudonym Bezdomny. I felt so sorry for him and was very upset that no one wanted to believe him or hear him. Well, whoever, but he was the most adequate and sensible in the entire work. I'm glad that the epilogue ends with words about this character.

All of his wives were directly related to his works - some gave valuable advice about the storyline, some became the prototype for the main characters, some simply helped in organizational matters - he always felt the support of the one who was nearby. This was true exactly 88 years ago, when the Odessa magazine Shkval began publishing excerpts from his novel The White Guard. In the novel “The Master and Margarita” he put into Woland’s mouth the phrase that “he who loves must share the fate of the one he loves” and all his life he proved the correctness of this statement...

Tatiana: First love...

They met in the summer of 1908 - a friend of the future writer’s mother brought her niece Tasya Lappa from Saratov for the holidays. She was only a year younger than Mikhail, and the young man with great enthusiasm began to take care of the young lady - they walked a lot, went to museums, talked... They had a lot in common - despite her outward fragility, Tasya had a strong character and always had something to say , believed in luck.

Tasya felt at home in the Bulgakov family.

But the summer ended, Mikhail went to study in Kyiv. The next time he saw Tasya was only three years later - when he had the chance to go to Saratov, accompanying Tatyana’s grandmother. Now it’s her turn to act as a guide - show Bulgakov the city, walk through its streets, museums and talk-talk-talk...

The family accepted Mikhail... as a friend, but there was no question of marrying a poor student and a young schoolgirl. But a year later, Bulgakov returned again to the house of the manager of the State House, Nikolai Lappa... and found the right words that convinced the future father-in-law to send his daughter to study in Kyiv.

It should be noted that upon arrival in Kyiv, Tatyana had a serious conversation with the writer’s mother and about their relationship. But even here, the lovers managed to calm down Varvara Mikhailovna and explain that their union was not just a prank or a whim. And in March 1913, student Bulgakov submitted a petition addressed to the rector to the university office for permission to marry Tatyana Nikolaevna Lappa. And on the 26th it was endorsed: “I authorize.”

During a trip to Saratov for the Christmas holidays, the newlyweds appeared before Tatyana’s parents as a well-established married couple. “Tasya” was a thing of the past, and now in front of them was “the student’s wife - Mrs. Tatyana Nikolaevna Bulgakova.”

They lived by impulse, by mood, never saved and were almost always without money. She became the prototype of Anna Kirillovna in the story "Morphine". She was always there, nursing, supporting, helping. They lived together for 11 years, until Fate brought Mikhail together with Love...

Love: Mature love...

They met in January 1924 at an evening organized by the editors of "Nakanune" in honor of the writer Alexei Tolstoy. Mikhail already felt what it was like to be a writer and was looking for his muse, capable of inspiring and directing his creative impulse in the right direction, capable of soberly assessing the manuscript and giving advice. Unfortunately, Tatyana did not have such a talent (or, indeed, any other talent related to literature). She was just a good person, but that was no longer enough for him.

Lyubov Evgenievna Belozerskaya, on the contrary, had long been moving in literary circles - her then husband published his own newspaper “Free Thoughts” in Paris, and when they moved to Berlin, they together started publishing the pro-Soviet newspaper “Nakanune”, where essays and feuilletons were periodically published Bulgakov.

By the time they met personally, Lyubov was already divorced from her second husband, but continued to actively participate in the literary life of Kyiv, where she and her husband moved after Berlin. When meeting with Bulgakov, she impressed him so much that the writer decided to divorce Tatyana.

The relationship between Mikhail and Lyubov resembled a creative union. Love helped him with storylines, was the first listener, reader. The couple got married only a year after they met - on April 30, 1925. The happiness lasted only four years. The writer dedicated the story “Heart of a Dog” and the play “The Cabal of the Saint” to her.

But on February 28, 1929, Fate prepared for him a meeting with his friend Lyubov - the one about whom the writer would later say: “I loved only the only woman, Elena Nuremberg...”

Elena: Love forever...

They met in the apartment of the artist Moiseenko. Elena herself, many years later, would say about that meeting: “When I met Bulgakov by chance in the same house, I realized that this was my destiny, despite everything, despite the incredibly difficult tragedy of the breakup... we met and were close. It was fast, unusually quick, at least on my part, love for life..."

They were both not free. Elena was married to her second husband, a deeply decent man, and raised two sons. Outwardly, the marriage was ideal. As a matter of fact, he really was like that - Evgeny Shilovsky, a hereditary nobleman, treated his wife with incredible trepidation and love. And she loved him... in her own way: “He is an amazing person, there is no one like him... I feel good, calm, comfortable. But Zhenya is busy almost the whole day... I am left alone with my thoughts, inventions, fantasies, unspent strength... I feel like this a quiet, family life is not quite for me... I want life, I don’t know where to run... my old self awakens in me with a love for life, for noise, for people, for meetings..."

The romance between Bulgakov and Shilovskaya arose suddenly and irrevocably. For both of them it was a difficult ordeal - on the one hand, crazy feelings, on the other - incredible pain for those whom they forced to suffer. They then dispersed and then returned. Elena did not touch his letters, did not answer calls, never went out alone - she wanted to save the marriage and not hurt her children.

But, apparently, you can’t escape fate. During her first independent walk, a year and a half after Bulgakov’s stormy explanation with her husband, she met Mikhail. And his first phrase was: “I can’t live without you!..” She couldn’t live without him either.

This time, Evgeny Shilovsky did not interfere with his wife’s desire to get a divorce. In his letter to his parents, he tried to justify his wife’s actions: “I would like you to correctly understand what happened. I do not blame Elena Sergeevna for anything and believe that she acted correctly and honestly. Our marriage, so happy in the past, has come to our natural end. We exhausted each other... Since Lucy had a serious and deep feeling for another person, she did the right thing by not sacrificing it... I am eternally grateful to her for the great happiness and joy of life that she gave me in her time. ..."

Fate had prepared a difficult life for them, Elena became his secretary, his support. He became the meaning of life for her, and she became his life. She became the prototype of Margarita and remained with him until his death. When the writer's health deteriorated - doctors diagnosed him with hypertensive nephrosclerosis - Elena devoted herself completely to her husband and fulfilled the promise she made back in the early 1930s. Then the writer asked her: “Give me your word that I will die in your arms...”

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When Mikhail Afanasyevich Bulgakov wrote a novel about the Master, he hardly imagined that he was creating the most significant work of Russian literature of the twentieth century. Today, the work is deservedly included in the lists of the most read books in the world, while remaining the object of endless debate among literary scholars and philosophers.

And for website“The Master and Margarita” is simply a favorite story, full of mysteries and endless wisdom. What is needed most in our difficult times.

Who told you that there is no true, faithful, eternal love in the world? May the liar's vile tongue be cut out!
We speak different languages, as always, but the things we talk about do not change.
Evil lurks in men who avoid wine, games, the company of lovely women, and table conversation. Such people are either seriously ill or secretly hate those around them.
There are no evil people in the world, there are only unhappy people.
These women are difficult people!
A person without a surprise inside, in his box, is uninteresting.
Everything will be right, the world is built on this.
Yes, man is mortal, but that would not be so bad. The bad thing is that he is sometimes suddenly mortal, that's the trick!
It's nice to hear that you treat your cat so politely. For some reason, cats are usually called “you,” although not a single cat has ever drunk brotherhood with anyone.
An unhappy person is cruel and callous. And all just because good people mutilated him.
Do you judge by the suit? Never do this. You can make a mistake, and a very big one at that.
Never ask for anything! Never and nothing, and especially among those who are stronger than you. They will offer and give everything themselves.
He who loves must share the fate of the one he loves.
For mercy... Would I allow myself to pour vodka for the lady? This is pure alcohol!
The second freshness is nonsense! There is only one freshness - the first, and it is also the last. And if the sturgeon is second freshness, then this means that it is rotten!
It is easy and pleasant to speak the truth.
Why pursue in the footsteps of what is already over?
- Dostoevsky died.
- I protest, Dostoevsky is immortal!
And fact is the most stubborn thing in the world.
All theories are worth one another. Among them there is one according to which everyone will be given according to their faith. May it come true!
What country's wine do you prefer at this time of day?
My drama is that I live with someone I don’t love, but I consider it unworthy to ruin his life.
- Cowardice is one of the most terrible human vices.
- No, I dare to object to you. Cowardice is the most terrible human vice.
Never be afraid of anything. This is unreasonable.
The most terrible anger is the anger of powerlessness.
What would your good do if evil did not exist, and what would the earth look like if shadows disappeared from it?
Understand that the tongue can hide the truth, but the eyes never can!
People are like people. They love money, but this has always been the case... Humanity loves money, no matter what it is made of, whether leather, paper, bronze or gold. Well, they are frivolous... well, well... and mercy sometimes knocks on their hearts... ordinary people... in general, they resemble the old ones... The housing issue only spoiled them.
No matter what pessimists say, the earth is still absolutely beautiful, and under the moon it is simply unique.

The leitmotif of Margarita's mercy, mercy dictated by great love, runs through Bulgakov's entire novel The Master and Margarita. Her feeling is all-consuming and limitless. Therefore, the phrase in the title of my work accurately characterizes the history of the relationship between the Master and Margarita. I believe that only love that does not require anything in return can be called real. This applies to all love (and not just the relationship between a man and a woman): the love of children for their parents (and vice versa), love for friends and, in general, love for one’s neighbor. After all, this is exactly the kind of selfless love that Jesus Christ preached. The good deeds that we do, driven by love, benefit our neighbors, and sometimes the good we do comes back to us a hundredfold. But still, when doing good, one cannot be guided by selfish goals, because love does not imply the concept of “should” or the conclusion “if I help him, then at the right moment he will be obliged to help me.” All good deeds are performed only at the call of the heart.

So Margarita always acted, listening to the dictates of her own heart, and all her motives were sincere. For her, the Master contains the whole world, and the romance of her beloved contains the purpose of her life. Margarita is determined to do anything for the Master, and love inspires her to this determination. It is she who does wonderful things: Margarita is ready to go with the Master on his final journey, and in this act her self-sacrifice is most clearly manifested. She is ready to share the Master’s fate, she is even ready to make a deal with the devil to save her loved one. In addition, even after becoming a witch, she does not lose her good intentions. Margarita's love never required giving, she was a giver, not a taker. This is the essence of true love. It can't be any other way. And may God grant that those who deserve it experience such a real feeling. Every person has passions in their life. First, a spark ignites, and then it seems that it has happened - this is exactly the long-awaited high feeling. Sometimes the feeling of falling in love lasts a long time, sometimes illusions are shattered almost immediately. But true love, no matter how pompous it may sound, happens once every 100 years. This is the kind of love Bulgakov describes. This kind of love is described by Kuprin in the story “Garnet Bracelet”. The only difference between the love stories depicted in these works is that in the novel “The Master and Margarita” this feeling is mutual.

I also believe that the phrase “Whoever loves must share the fate of the one he loves” is consonant with Saint-Exupery’s expression “We are responsible for those we have tamed.” We must be responsible for our feelings and, therefore, always share the fate of the people we love.

Love for your neighbor. After all, this is exactly the kind of selfless love that Jesus Christ preached. The good deeds that we do, driven by love, benefit our neighbors, and sometimes the good we do comes back to us a hundredfold. But still, when doing good, one cannot be guided by selfish goals, because love does not imply the concept of “should” or the conclusion “if I help him, then at the right moment he will be obliged to help me.” All good deeds are performed only at the call of the heart.