Solzhenitsyn was my Virgil many a time as I passed through the circles of incarceration.
Reading Bentham was a good warning but Solzhenitsyn was a better friend.
In any case, it was Solzhenitsyn who explained this to me and not some sage I met in the prison yard.
From Gabriel Garcia Marquez to, say, the reaction of many French intellectuals to Solzhenitsyn.
Solzhenitsyn was the last Russian writer to confront that terrible question.