" My life is over, a little early to be sure; but there's nothing to be done about it. I shall never return to freedom. I am condemned to die - now or a little later. But later on, in truth, it will be even harder, an so the sooner the better. I no longer have any property whatsoever. For me those I love have died, and for them I have died. From today on, my body is useless and alien to me. Only my spirit and my conscience remain precious and important to me. "

― Aleksandr Solzhenitsyn , The Gulag Archipelago, 1918 - 1956: An Experiment in Literary Investigation, Books I-II