To preserve his life, should a man pay everything that gives it color, scent and excitement?

The secret is that when you've been pitched head first into hell you just write about it

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.

As the old proverb says: "Well-fed horses don't rampage.

Pride grows in the human heart like lard on a pig.

Nothing worthy can be built on a neglect of higher meanings and on a relativistic view of concepts and culture as a whole. Indeed, something greater than a phenomenon confined to art can be discerned shimmering here beneath the surface - shimmering not with light but with an ominous crimson glow.