How delightful to find a friend in everyone.

This is the generation whose first cry of life was the Hungarian uprising.

Poetry is what is gained in translation.

Persecution mania is still around. In your writing, in your exchanges with people, meeting people who are in Russian affairs, Russian literature, etcetera.

My poems getting published in Russia doesn't make me feel in any fashion, to tell you the truth. I'm not trying to be coy, but it doesn't tickle my ego.

Cherish your human connections: your relationships with friends and family. Even your super weirdo creep cousin.

I'm 100 percent Jewish by blood, but by education I'm nothing. By affiliation I'm nothing.