“In recalling my childhood I like to picture myself as a beehive to which various simple obscure people brought the honey of their knowledge and thoughts on life, generously enriching my character with their own experience. Often this honey was dirty and bitter, but every scrap of knowledge was honey all the same.”

“Only mothers can think of the future - because they give birth to it in their children.”

“Happiness always looks small while you hold it in your hands, but let it go, and you learn at once how big and precious it is.”

“When one loves somebody everything is clear - where to go what to do - it all takes care of itself and one doesn't have to ask anybody about anything.”

“Every new time will give its law.”

“Happiness always looks small while you hold it in your hands but let it go and you learn at once how big and precious it is.”

“Happiness always looks small while you hold it in your hands but let it go and you learn at once how big and precious it is.”

“To an old man any place that's warm is homeland.”

“All of us are pilgrims on this earth. I have even heard it said that the earth itself is a pilgrim in the heavens.”

“Like some wondrous birds out of fairy tales, books sang their songs to me and spoke to me as though communing with one languishing in prison; they sang of the variety and richness of life, of man’s audacity in his strivings towards goodness and beauty.”

“Our existence has always and everywhere been tragic, but man has converted these numberless tragedies into works of art. I know of nothing more astonishing or more wonderful than this transformation.”