Woe from the mind

“Woe from Wit” - a masterpiece of Russian literature, a work, spread to quotes and winged phrases almost from the first to the last word. “To collect the books and burn everything”, “The carriage to me, the carriage”, “To the village, to the aunt, in the wilderness, in the Saratov”, “She is to him - and he is to me”... We use phrases from “grief from mind” So often that we do not even realize that these are quotes. Is it because the bitter, sarcastic and brilliant comedy of Griboedov is still relevant and to this day does not leave the best theatrical scenes of our country?