For Some Reason, Cats Are

The Tongue Can Conceal The Truth, But The Eyes Never! You're Asked An Unexpected Question, You Don't Even Flinch, It Takes Just A Second To Get Yourself Under Control, You Know Just What You Have To Say To Hide The Truth, And You Speak Very Convincingly, And Nothing In Your Face Twitches To Give You Away. But The Truth, Alas, Has Been Disturbed By The Question, And It Rises Up From The Depths Of Your Soul To Flicker In Your Eyes And All Is Lost.

Azazello Begged Her Not To Worry, Assuring Her That He Had Seen Not Only Naked Women But Also Women With Their Skin Flayed Clean Off

"we Speak Different Languages, As Usual," Responded Woland, "but This Does Not Change The Things We Speak About. Well?..."

Obedient To Constraint, I Was Compelled To Submit

Actually, I Do Happen To Resemble A Hallucination. Kindly Note My Silhouette In The Moonlight." The Cat Climbed Into The Shaft Of Moonlight And Wanted To Keep Talking But Was Asked To Be Quiet. "very Well, I Shall Be Silent," He Replied, "i Shall Be A Silent Hallucination.