Belonging to oneself--the whole essence of life lies in that.

I'm incapable of describing the feeling with which I left. I wouldn't want it ever to be repeated, but I would have considered myself unfortunate if I'd never experienced it.

Go and try to disprove death. Death will disprove you, and that's all!

In days of doubt, in days of dreary musings on my country's fate, you alone are my comfort and support, oh great, powerful, righteous, and free Russian language!

Each individual is more or less dimly aware of his significance, is aware that he's something innately superior, something eternal--and lives, is obligated to live, in the moment and for the moment.

I share no man's opinions; I have my own.

What a magnificent body, how I should like to see it on the dissecting table.