Not one word, not one gesture of yours shall I, could I, ever forget.

Art is a human activity consisting in this, that one man consciously, by means of certain external signs, hands on to others feelings he has lived through, and that other people are infected by these feelings, and also experience them.

When I have one foot in the grave, I will tell the whole truth about women. I shall tell it, jump into my coffin, pull the lid over me and say, "Do what you like now."

In Varenka, she realized that one has but to forget oneself and love others, and one will be calm, happy, and noble.

The subject of history is the life of peoples and of humanity. To catch and pin down in words--that is, to describe directly the life, not only of humanity, but even of a single people, appears to be impossible.

Government is an association of men who do violence to the rest of us.

She did not want to talk of her sorrow, but with that sorrow in her heart she could not talk of outside matters.