This deliberately nurtured hatred then spreads to all that is alive, to life itself, to the world with its colors, sounds, and shapes, to the human body. The embittered art of the twentieth century is perishing as a result of… — Aleksandr Solzhenitsyn Copy Share Image
In the camp, this meant committing my verse-many thousands of lines-to memory. To help me with this I improvised decimal counting beads and, in transit prisons, broke up matchsticks and used the fragments as tallies. As I approached the end… — Aleksandr Solzhenitsyn Copy Share Image
If you wanted to put the world to rights, who should you begin with: yourself or others? — Aleksandr Solzhenitsyn Copy Share Image
“...you are strong only as long as you don't deprive people of everything . For a person you've taken everything from is no longer… — Aleksandr Solzhenitsyn Copy Share Image
Woe to that nation whose literature is cut short by the intrusion of force. This is not merely interference with freedom of the press… — Aleksandr Solzhenitsyn Copy Share Image
If there were no executioners, there would be no executions. — Aleksandr Solzhenitsyn Copy Share Image
Not everything has a name. Some things lead us into a realm beyond words. — Aleksandr Solzhenitsyn Copy Share Image
It is almost always impossible to evaluate at the time events which you have already experienced, and to understand their meaning with the guidance… — Aleksandr Solzhenitsyn Copy Share Image
Human nature is full of riddles; . . . one of those riddles is: how is it that people who have been crushed by… — Aleksandr Solzhenitsyn Copy Share Image
“It was astonishing that the pseudo wreckers, who knew perfectly well that they weren't wreckers, believed that military men and priests were being shaken… — Aleksandr Solzhenitsyn Copy Share Image
When the whole discussion of "developing a national idea" hastily began in post-Soviet Russia, I tried to pour cold water on it with the… — Aleksandr Solzhenitsyn Copy Share Image
“It was granted me to carry away from my prison years on my bent back, which nearly broke beneath its load, this essential experience;… — Aleksandr Solzhenitsyn Copy Share Image
Call no day happy 'til it is done; call no man happy til he is dead. — Aleksandr Solzhenitsyn Copy Share Image
