Once, a retired judicial officer ​ — he was substituting for someone else — ​ opened my cell door and remarked sympathetically: “I know you’re not allowed to read anything, but maybe you need something to take your mind off it all. ”
Ükskord avas mu kongiukse üks erus olev kohtuohvitser — ta asendas kedagi teist — ja tähendas kaastundlikult: „Ma tean, et sul pole lubatud midagi lugeda, aga ehk vajad midagi, et kogu see asi unustada. ”