Voltaire (Vladimir Pozner): To the 80th anniversary of Mikhail Gorbachev
My enemies - and I, believe me, are pleased - they say that I am conceited. These people, devoid of imagination, wit and self -irony, are not able, even trying to humiliate the enemy, brilliant and divorced at the attack. They are just the miserable descendants of the Count de Gi, who, trying to hurt Sirano de Bergerak, strained all his eloquence and told him: "You ... uh ... a big nose." Here are my enemies. Am I conceited? Complete!