Yesterday's rose endures in its name, we hold empty names.

How does a person feel when looking at the sky? He thinks that he doesn't have enough tongues to describe what he sees. Nevertheless, people have never stopping describing the sky, simply listing what they see.

Semiotics is a general theory of all existing languages... all forms of communication - visual, tactile, and so on... There is general semiotics, which is a philosophical approach to this field, and then there are many specific semiotics.

I have to admit that I only read War and Peace when I was 40. But I knew the basics before then.

Nothing is more fleeting than external form, which withers and alters like the flowers of the field at the appearance of autumn.

There must be a connection between the lust for power and impotentia coeundi. I liked Marx, I was sure that he and his Jenny had made love merrily. You can feel it in the easy pace of his prose and in his humor. On the other hand, I remember remarking one day in the corridors of the university that if you screwed Krupskaya all the time, you'd end up writing a lousy book like Materialism and Empiriocriticism.

You are always born under the wrong sign, and to live in this world properly you have to rewrite your own horoscope day by day.