Acting Is A Question Of Absorbing Other

Death Is A Continuation Of My Life Without Me.

This Is The Basis For The Joy Of Love When There Is Joy; We Feel That Our Existence Is Justified.

A Soviet Citizen, An Official Writer, Once Said To Me: "the Day When Communism (that Is, Well-being For Everyone) Reigns, Man's Tragedy Will Begin: His Finitude."

Words Are Loaded Pistols.

Everything Has Been Figured Out, Except How To Live.