“...I assure you that I have long selflessly or even selflessly dreamed of your anniversary (I will explain further, not only selflessly, but perhaps even selflessly). But when I learned from the newspapers that the connoisseurs of your enormous and at the same time so subtle talent were going to celebrate your anniversary, my joy and personally friendly, and, so to speak, critical, appreciative joy was clouded, I won’t say even slightly, but very clouded : I was preparing with horror to read in some report again that murderous line that I read in the description of the anniversary of A. N. Maikov (also highly valued by me, I confess, with somewhat less subjective predilection).What a was that killer line? …”