In any man who dies there dies with him his first snow and kiss and fight... Not people die but worlds die in them. — Yevgeny Yevtushenko Copy Share Image
“No people are uninteresting. Their fate is like the chronicle of planets. Nothing in them in not particular, and planet is dissimilar from planet. And if a man lived in obscurity making his friends in that obscurity obscurity is not… — 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
