“Do you remember the tsar? Well, I‘m like a tsar.”

Our Soviet society is socialist because private ownership of factories, plants, land, banks and means of transportation has been abolished in our country, and replaced by public ownership.

It takes a brave man to be a coward in the Red Army.

Print is the sharpest and the strongest weapon of our party.

Real liberty exists only there where exploitation has been annihilated, where no oppression of some peoples by others exists, where there is no unemployment and pauperism, where a person does not tremble because tomorrow he may lose his job, home and bread.

Personel selection is decisive. People are our most valuable capital.

Gaiety is the most outstanding feature of the Soviet Union.

Nobody respects a country with a poor army, but everybody respects a country with a good army. I raise my toast to the Finnish army.

I trust no one, not even myself.

I believe in one thing only, the power of human will.

This is impossible to predict. War may break out unexpectedly.

The press must grow day in and day out – it is our Party’s sharpest and most powerful weapon.

A man’s eyes should be torn out if he can only see the past

Political power does not rest with those who cast votes; political power rests with those who count votes.

Our new Soviet constitution will, in my opinion, be the most democratic constitution of all those existing in the world.

It doesn’t matter who they vote for, they always vote for us.

Mankind is divided into rich and poor, into property owners and exploited; and to abstract oneself from this fundamental division; and from the antagonism between poor and rich means abstracting oneself from fundamental facts.

Remember that the good angels do what they can to preserve men from sin and obtain God’s honor. But they do not lose courage when men fail.

I look around and see the things I have, and I remember not having them. That is one thing that keeps me grounded. I’m definitely the same person I was. I never lose me, I never lose the real person.

I marvel at the resilience of the Jewish people. Their best characteristic is their desire to remember. No other people has such an obsession with memory.

Revenge is all my soul knows. It’s the only thing I’ve lived and breathed for almost as long as I can remember.

Yes, I remember the barbed wire and the guard towers and the machine guns, but they became part of my normal landscape. What would be abnormal in normal times became my normality in camp.

There’s beauty in the silver singing river There’s beauty in the sunrise in the sky But none of these and nothing else can match the beauty That I remember in my true love’s eyes

Life is going to break your heart. Remember to say thank you.

Hearts remember every touch.