No book about Soviet sacrifice was as strong as the women's stories I heard as a child.

We need a philosophy for humans and nature to live together.

To be in conflict with the authorities is one thing. We Russian writers have got used to that. But to be in conflict with your own people - that is truly terrible.

A man without a memory is only capable of doing evil, nothing else but evil.

Dad has, and had, a deservedly glowing reputation. However, this belief in 'reputation first' seems to have given rise to his fears of what might be rumored after his death.

The difficulty is not that great to die for a friend, the hard part is finding a friend worth dying for.

I was born on January 8, 1942, exactly three hundred years after the death of Galileo. I estimate, however, that about two hundred thousand other babies were also born that day. I don't know whether any of them was later interested in astronomy.

The world is put back by the death of every one who has to sacrifice the development of his or her peculiar gifts to conventionality.