Happiness doesn't depend on the actual number of blessings we manage to scratch from life, only our attitude towards them.

The central government possesses no plan of finding the way out of this blind alley.

We have been fortunate enough to live at a time when virtue, though it does not triumph, is nonetheless not always tormented by attack dogs. Beaten down, sickly, virtue has now been allowed to enter in all its tatters and sit in the corner, as long as it doesn't raise its voice.

Friends! Let us try to help if we are worth anything at all!

It would have been difficult to design a path out of communism worse than the one that has been followed.

When I was in the gulag I would sometimes even write on stone walls. I used to write on scraps of paper, then I memorised the contents and destroyed the scraps.

When things are too clear, they are no longer interesting.