I Read Russian Literature A Lot.

We Lived, Until I Was 12 Or So, In Communal Apartment With Five Different Families And The Same Kitchen, In Two Little - My Brother And Me And My Parents. It Was Hell, But It Was A Common Thing. My Father Was Not General Or Admiral, But He Was Colonel. He Was Teaching In Military Academy Military Topography.

Be. Good. To Yourself, To Other People, To Everything You Do. It's A Norm Of Life By Which People Should Try To Live. Don't Waste Time. Be Interesting And Interested.

It's What's Left In Life, To Work With Interesting People.

I Feel Very Uneasy With A Lot Of Aspects Of The Russian Life And The Russian People.

My Mother Had A Son From Previous Marriage And Her Husband Died In Second World War.