Dear, sweet, unforgettable childhood! Why does this irrevocable time, forever departed, seem brighter, more festive and richer than it actually was?

The world perishes not from bandits and fires, but from hatred, hostility, and all these petty squabbles.

God's world is a good place. The one thing not good in it is we. How little justice and humility there is in us. How little we understand true patriotism!

Wherever there is degeneration and apathy, there also is sexual perversion, cold depravity, miscarriage, premature old age, grumbling youth, there is a decline in the arts, indifference to science, and injustice in all its forms.

You will not become a saint through other people's sins.

He is an emancipated thinker who is not afraid to write foolish things.

You must trust and believe in people or life becomes impossible.