A Writer Can Write Anywhere

I…learned long ago in the camp to compose and to write as I marched in a column under escort; out on the frozen steppe; in an iron foundry; in the hubbub of a prison hut. A soldier can squat on the ground and fall asleep immediately; a dog in freezing weather is as snug in his own shaggy coat as he would be by a stove, and I was equipped by nature to write anywhere.

ALEKSANDR SOLZHENITSYN