Our government declared that it is conducting some kind of great reforms. In reality, no real reforms were begun and no one at any point has declared a coherent programme.

... We brush aside all scales not our own, as if they were follies or delusions.

The solemn pledge to abstain from telling the truth was called socialist realism.

The generation now coming out of Western schools is unable to distinguish good from bad. Even those words are unacceptable. This results in impaired thinking ability.

Literature that is not the breath of contemporary society, that dares not transmit the pains and fears of that society . . . loses the confidence of its own people, and its published works are used as wastepaper instead of being read.

In all probability an outburst of desperation in the midst of general submissiveness will always help.

We never know beforehand how new posts or new work will change us.