What's happening in Russia is devoid of autobiographical interest for me. Maybe it's egocentric. Whatever it is, feel free to use it.

After having exhausted all the arguments on behalf of evil, one utters the creed's dictums with nostalgia rather than with fervor.

Russian talk of political evil is as natural as eating.

I do not believe in political movements. I believe in personal movement, that movement of the soul when a man who looks at himself is so ashamed that he tries to make some sort of change - within himself, not on the outside.

The fact that we are living does not mean we are not sick.

The Constitution doesn't mention rain.

In poetic thought, the role of the subconscious is played by euphony.