Hey sky, take off your hat, I'm on my way!

Once you've been in space, you appreciate how small and fragile the Earth is.

If women can be railroad workers in Russia, why can't they fly in space?

It [the Earth] was breathtakingly beautiful, like something out of a fairy tale. There is no way to describe the joy of seeing the Earth. It is blue, and more beautiful than any other planet.

Anyone who has spent any time in space will love it for the rest of their lives. I achieved my childhood dream of the sky.

I see the horizon. A light blue, a beautiful band. This is the Earth. How beautiful it is! All goes well.

Russia is still the leader in world space exploration. But its position of leader involves great responsibility - we have no right to lag behind. We can and we must move constantly forward.

I felt fine after 24 hours and asked the state commission to prolong my stay in space to three days. And I carried out the entire schedule. Could I have done that if I had been half-dead?

They forbade me from flying, despite all my protests and arguments. After being once in space, I was desperately keen to go back there. But it didn't happen.

I am convinced that the modular structure of the Mir will be the main trend in manned orbital stations development in the next century

To tell her that I joined the parachute club was too hard for me. I didn't want to trouble her; besides, I was not completely sure about the success of my new adventure.

We do not remember days, we remember moments.

The price of stability is unpreparedness.

Often it’s not we who shape words, but the words we use that shape us.

Our attitude to people determines their attitude to us.

It is completely unimportant. That is why it is so interesting.

I'm not a good enough musician to like completely master something in a couple of days and turn it around.

In every work a reward added makes the pleasure twice as great.

An opening statement is like a guide or a road map. It's a very delicate thing.

About once a week I think about going and living in a cave and meditating instead. I think that would be a more peaceful life, where my spiritual journey was not interrupted by egomania so regularly.

No particular motive for living, except the custom and habit of it.