He stepped down, trying not to look long at her, as if she were the sun, yet he saw her, like the sun, even without looking.

Every work of art causes the receiver to enter into a certain kind of relationship both with him who produced the art, and with all those who, simultaneously, previously, or subsequently, receive the same artistic impression. Art is a human activity- that one man consciously by means of certain external signs, hands on to others feelings he has lived through, and that others are touched by these feelings and also experience them.

If everyone fought for their own convictions there would be no war.

God gave the day, God gave the strength.

Let us forgive each other - only then will we live in peace.

Pierre looked into the sky, into the depths of the retreating, twinkling stars. "And all this is mine, and all this is in me, and all this is me!" thought Pierre. "And all this they've caught and put in a shed and boarded it up!

Love those you hate you.