For us in Russia, communism is a dead dog, while, for many people in the West, it is still a living lion.
Happiness doesn't depend on the actual number of blessings we manage to scratch from life, only our attitude towards them.
If a person can build a fence around himself, he is bound to do it.
We never know beforehand how new posts or new work will change us.
We always pay dearly for chasing after what is cheap.
I would rather have the United States as the world's policeman than the Soviet Union as the world's jailer.