There are worse crimes than burning books. One of them is not reading them.
I'm neither Catholic not Protestant. Protestant sounds good but I don't think I am.
I don't have principles. I have nerves.
There's nothing as dear as the sight of ruins.
No matter under what circumstances you leave it, home does not cease to be home. No matter how you lived there - well or poorly.
Twentieth-century Russian literature has produced nothing special except perhaps one novel and two stories by Andrei Platonov, who ended his days sweeping streets.