Yevgeny Yevtushenko

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

He who is conceived in a cage, yearns for the cage.

— Yevgeny Yevtushenko

Why is it that right-wing bastards always stand shoulder to shoulder in solidarity, while liberals fall out among themselves?

— Yevgeny Yevtushenko