A single metaphor can give birth to love.

Is a novel anything but a trap set for a hero?

But man, because he has only one life to live, cannot conduct experiments to test whether to follow his passion (compassion) or not.

To ensure that the self doesn't shrink, to see that it holds on to its volume, memories have to be watered like potted flowers, and the watering calls for regular contact with the witnesses of the past, that is to say, with friends.

Beauty is a rebellion against time.

The worth of a human being lies in the ability to extend oneself, to go outside oneself, to exist in and for other people.

All previous crimes of the Russian empire had been committed under the cover of a discreet shadow. The deportation of a million Lithuanians, the murder of hundreds of thousands of Poles, the liquidation of the Crimean Tatars remain in our memory, but no photographic documentation exists; sooner or later they will therefore be proclaimed as fabrications.