Death destroys the body, as the scaffolding is destroyed after the building is up and finished. And he whose building is up rejoices at the destruction of the scaffolding and of the body.

All the stories and descriptions of that time without exception peak only of the patriotism, self-sacrifice, despair, grief, and heroism of the Russians. But in reality it was not like that...The majority of the people paid no attention to the general course of events but were influenced only by their immediate personal interests.

Dear Lord, what a madhouse the world is!

I'll tell you truly: I value my thought and work terribly, but in essence - think about it - this whole world of ours is just a bit of mildew that grew over a tiny planet. And we think we can have something great - thoughts, deeds! They're all grains of sand

The political is not compatible with the artistic, because the former, in order to prove, has to be one-sided.

All violence consists in some people forcing others, under threat of suffering or death, to do what they do not want to do.

Just when the question of how to live had become clearer to him, a new insoluble problem presented itself - Death.