“Is there a living man in the country?" cried the Russian hero. I cry the same, though I am not a hero, and no one answers my cry.” — Fyodor Dostoyevsky Copy Share Image
“He was a mostly mild man with a weakness for passion, a suburban father burdened with the heart of a Russian hero without any sort of balancing grand intellect or ironic world view. The yearning itself, the recklessness, that’s what… — Suzanne Berne Copy Share Image
