“These days they wrote a lot about his courage, about how he remained in the thick of things and at the same time was never, as they say, on the crest of a wave. And I was struck by Strugatsky, with whom I spoke this summer. I was amazed that he didn’t it didn’t matter. And then he said: “It’s a pity, I’m sick. But if I could, I would certainly be in Moscow.”
This summer I was also amazed by Igor Kvasha. He was in the hospital. And he cared too."