Aleksander Solzhenitsyn
Receiving the Nobel Prize in Literature stands as one of the most concrete markers of the reception Aleksandr Solzhenitsyn's writing earned during his lifetime, a recognition that placed him among the most discussed literary figures of his era.
Born on December 11, 1918, in Kislovodsk, Solzhenitsyn was a citizen of the Soviet Union and later of Russia. He worked across a range of forms — as a novelist, poet, playwright, screenwriter, historian, and teacher — and wrote throughout his career in Russian. His output was not confined to any single mode; the roles of playwright and screenwriter sit alongside his better-documented work in prose and historical writing.
Among the titles attributed to him, One Day in the Life of Ivan Denisovich and Cancer Ward are works of fiction, while The Gulag Archipelago represents a separate strand of his output as a historian and writer. These three titles together suggest the breadth of what he produced across his working life, spanning both novelistic and historical forms.
Solzhenitsyn died on August 3, 2008, in Moscow, ninety years after his birth in Kislovodsk. The Nobel Prize in Literature, the authorship of The Gulag Archipelago, One Day in the Life of Ivan Denisovich, and Cancer Ward are among the facts that define the public record of his career as a writer and historian who worked in the Russian language.
Quotes by Aleksander Solzhenitsyn

All this leaves no doubt that they are preparing to completely encircle Russia and deprive it of its sovereignty.

I'd rather have the United States be the world's policeman than the Soviet Union be the world's jailer

Foreign policy, considering our current situation and possibilities, is being conducted sensibly and ever more forward-thinking.

This book is an agglomeration of lean-tos and annexes and there is no knowing how big the next addition will be, or where it will be put. At any point, I can call the book finished or unfinished.

Though it is clear that present-day Russia poses no threat to it, NATO is methodically and persistently building up its military machine - into the east of Europe and surrounding Russia from the south.

I was in a state of witless shock, as though flames had suddenly enwrapped and paralyzed me so that for a moment I had no mind, no memory.

The line dividing good and evil cuts through the heart of every human being.