“I don't remember men in our village after World War II: during the war, one out …” — Svetlana Alexievich

I was born in a big city - Ivano-Frankivsk in Ukraine - but when I was a child, my father moved us back to his homeland in Minsk.

From the point of view of art, the butcher and the victim are equal as people. You need to see the people.

We thought we'd leave communism behind, and everything would turn out fine. But it turns out you can't leave this and become free, because these people don't understand what freedom is.

Nobody thought the Soviet Union would collapse; it was a shock for everyone.