I cannot bear to leave dear Dostoevsky behind, but I cannot take with me all. I had to choose. In the end I chose 'Crime & Punishment.' Raskolnikov, my dear. In the end it was not that hard a choice.

I do not know which way we are going, and I suspect neither do the others. Their primary aim is survival. They do not care where they end up, just as long as they live through this darkness.

There is something pathetic about it. Waiting for the end of this darkness. The very notion of hope in these times is laughable. They still do not realize. Until they are free of sin and darkness themselves, the world will not be rid of the maddening darkness.