The Gulag Archipelago

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If only there were evil people somewhere insidiously committing evil deeds, and it were necessary only to separate them from the rest of us and destroy them. But the line dividing good and evil cuts through the heart of every human being. And who is willing to destroy a piece of his own heart?

The Gulag Archipelago 1918-1956 (1973) by Aleksandr Solzhenitsyn is is an account of the Soviet prison system, based on extensive research and Solzhenitsyn's own experiences as a prisoner in the Gulag. It is composed of 7 sections, and often divided into 3 volumes.

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[edit] The Gulag Archipelago (1973)

From good to evil is one quaver, says the proverb. And correspondingly, from evil to good.

[edit] Part I

We forget everything. What we remember is not what actually happened, not history, but merely that hackneyed dotted line they have chosen to drive into our memories by incessant hammering.
Oaths! Those solemn pledges pronounced with a tremor in the voice and intended to defend the people against evildoers: see how easily they can be misdirected to the service of evildoers and against the people!
You had not to forget glorifying our boundless freedom (even if you hadn't slept in the night, waiting for knocking on the door)...

[edit] Part III

The authors don't see anything more encouraging than camp labour. According to them, hard labour is one of the highest forms of the passionate conscious creation.
The whole raison d'etre of serfdom and the Archipelago is one and the same: these are the social structures for the ruthless enforced utilisation of the free-of-cost work of millions of slaves.
Philosophers, psychologists, doctors, writers could have observed in our camps more than in anywhere else... the specific process of narrowing of man's mental and intellectual horizon...
Work fine and you shall be buried in coffin as well!

[edit] Part IV

A duel with years and with walls constitutes moral work and a path upward (if you can climb it).

Chapters The Ascent & Our Muzzled Freedom:


In the surfeit of power I was a murderer, and an oppressor. I was convinced that I was doing good. And it was only when I lay there on rotting prison straw that I sensed within myself the first stirrings of good...
And that is why I turn back to the years of my imprisonment and say, sometimes to the astonishment of those about me: "Bless you, prison!"...

[edit] Part V


[edit] Part VII


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