Without heroes, we are all plain people and don't know how far we can go.

I work with language. I love the flowers of afterthought.

How can we be strangers if we both believe in God?

We have in my country (Russia) a quotation: "It is impossible to make out of apology a fur coat.

As long as a man stays alive he can't tell what chances will pop up next. But a dead man signs no checks.

Nationality isn't soul.

It's one thing for a man not to know, not to have learned; it's another not to be able to live by what one does know.