Dear, Sweet, Unforgettable Childhood!

Love, Respect, And Friendship Do Unite A People As Well As A Common Hatred Does.

There Are In Life Conjunctions Of Circumstances When The Reproach That We Are Not Voltaires Is Least Of All Appropriate.

Everyone Has The Same God; Only People Differ.

There Will Come A Time When Everybody Will Know Why, For What Purpose, There Is All This Suffering, And There Will Be No More Mysteries. But Now We Must Live ... We Must Work, Just Work!

One Must Not Put A Loaded Rifle On The Stage If No One Is Thinking Of Firing It.