“Everything will probably never be OK. But we have to try for it.”

Terrorism has no nationality or religion.

Those who fight corruption should be clean themselves.

Being gay is not a crime.

Democracy is an internal subject of the developing society.

Haha come fight us now Napoleon.

The United States and Russian security services regularly exchange information.

Our military might is the guarantor of Russia’s security and independence.

I believe that the presidential term should be limited.

My working and personal relationship with President Obama is marked by growing trust.

Russian democracy is the power of the Russian people with their own traditions of national self-government, and not the realisation of standards foisted on us from outside.

Terrorism has once again shown it is prepared deliberately to stop at nothing in creating human victims. An end must be put to this. As never before, it is vital to unite forces of the entire world community against terror.

Nobody should have any illusion about the possibility of gaining military superiority over Russia. We will never allow this to happen.

Democracy is not possible without effectively working legal system.

I would prefer to abandon the terminology of the past.

The more intermediaries there are, the more problems there are.

The growing economic potential of India and Russia is mutually complementary in many respects.

Most times there is more pain than love in my heart. Sometimes, I hope just sometimes; I find moments that fill my heart with more love than pain.

When once the forms of civility are violated, there remains little hope of return to kindness or decency.

Hope springs exulting on triumphant wing.

I hope it is true that a man can die and yet not only live in others but give them life, and not only life, but that great consciousness of life.

Maybe water is not entirely lost when soaked into sand. Maybe it finds a better resting place to call home; and I hope she did too.

For a film maker, an Oscar is like a Nobel Prize, you know. So I am very happy… delighted. There is nothing more after this. I cannot hope to get anything more prestigious.

Can hope bloom in the shade? Can time give back what it takes away? I once saw the answers to life in your eyes; now I can remember the words to goodbye.

I wear the black for the poor and the beaten down, Livin’ in the hopeless, hungry side of town, I wear it for the prisoner who has long paid for his crime, But is there because he’s a victim of the times.