I do not like poems that resemble hay compressed into a geometrically perfect cube. I like it when the hay, unkempt, uncombed, with dry berries mixed in it, thrown together gaily and freely, bounces along atop some truck-and more, if… — Yevgeny Yevtushenko Copy Share Image
In general, in poetry and literature, I am among those people who believe that too much is indispensable. — Yevgeny Yevtushenko Copy Share Image
No Jewish blood runs among my blood,but I am as bitterly and hardly hatedby every anti-semiteas if I were a Jew. By thisI am… — Yevgeny Yevtushenko Copy Share Image
Why is it that right-wing bastards always stand shoulder to shoulder in solidarity, while liberals fall out among themselves? — Yevgeny Yevtushenko Copy Share Image
In my blood there is no Jewish blood. In their callous rage, all anti-Semites must hate me now as a Jew. For that reason… — Yevgeny Yevtushenko Copy Share Image
“And how I flattered myself From time to time with proving to myself Nothing in you could be unknown to me. You don't belong… — Yevgeny Yevtushenko Copy Share Image
One day posterity will remember these strange times, when ordinary common honesty was called courage. — Yevgeny Yevtushenko Copy Share Image
