“I don’t speak Armenian. On the other hand, I also don’t speak Hebrew, and I don’t feel as one of their own in Jewish surroundings. Until recently I looked at the calamities of the Armenians as I would look at misfortunes of any other nation – Native Americans, Chinese. But recently I met Hrant Matevosian during a conference. He is not like me at all, he is a real Armenian, he loses his mind from all the things that take place in his homeland. He is such a shy, sincere, kind, and absolutely angel-like person that, befriending him, I started looking at things from his point of view. So just like this, through him, I acquired certain Armenian feelings.”

– Sergei Dovlatov

By Ian Shenkman via Yerevan Magazine

There is more written today about Sergei Dovlatov than what he ever wrote himself. Dovlatov became a literary classic as soon as he published his first book. “Dovlatomania” ensued. The circulation of his books was so large, it seemed that it was not merely prose but a manual on how to become instantly wealthy. Even those who were far from literature were aware that a master of Zochenko’s and Chekhov’s standing had appeared. But by that time Dovlatov’s body had already been resting for almost a year at a New York cemetery.

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There are more books written about Sergei Dovlatov
than he ever wrote himself. His first book elevated him
into a rank of literacy classics both in the U.S and in the USSR.
Unfortunatly, he did not live long enough to see his own success.

Credit: Yerevan Magazine