I don't know. Everything. Living. Smoking.

I have changed as everyone changes: within a permanency.

There are two ways of destroying a people. Either condemn them en bloc or force them to repudiate the leaders they adopted. The second is the worse.

Words are more treacherous and powerful than we think.

A Soviet citizen, an official writer, once said to me: "The day when Communism (that is, well-being for everyone) reigns, man's tragedy will begin: his finitude."

I'm going to smile, and my smile will sink down into your pupils, and heaven knows what it will become.

Two people can form a community by excluding a third.