When you've nothing to live for, you get to thinking inside your head.
The working class is my home country, and my future is linked with the proletariat.
What if we all suddenly get carried away thinking - who will be left to act?
Happiness will come from materialism, not from meaning.
I want my word to be up to the scale of the feat of arms performed by the Russian soldier.
At the time of the Revolution, dogs howled day and night all over Russia.