One day posterity will remember these strange times, when ordinary common honesty was called courage.
Poetry is like a bird, it ignores all frontiers.
He watched through a crack inside just pretending to be dead he wanted to fix each pallbearer in his memory . . . it seems to me a telephone was installed in the coffin to someone yet again Stalin is sending his instructions.
In Russia all tyrants believe poets to be their worst enemies.
I love sport because I love life, and sport is one of the basic joys of life.
Ever since then I have known that if all the values in this world are more or less questionable, the most important thing in life is kindness.