Everything I do, I do on the principle of Russian borscht. You can throw everything into it beets, carrots, cabbage, onions, everything you want. What's important is the result, the taste of the borscht.

I love sport because I love life, and sport is one of the basic joys of life.

Sorrow happens, hardship happens, the hell with it, who never knew the price of happiness, will not be happy.

Life is a rainbow which also includes black.

To partly remain a child: that is to be really mature.

Character begins to form at the first pinch of anxiety about ourselves.

In Russia all tyrants believe poets to be their worst enemies.