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Along the blade of a knife lies the path of paradox—the single most worthy path of the fearless mind . . . .

Yevgeny Zamyatin

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Yevgeny Zamyatin
Age: 53 †
Born: 1884
Born: January 1
Died: 1937
Died: January 1
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Yevgeny Ivanovich Zamyatin
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