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."
Politics is a science. You can demonstrate that you are right and that others are wrong.
A lost battle is a battle one thinks one has lost.
One cannot become a saint when one works sixteen hours a day.
You must be like me; you must suffer in rhythm.
So much torture, bloodshed, deceit. You cannot make your young people practice torture twenty-four hours a day and not expect to pay a price for it.