Alexander Fadeev. (№ 409280)

I do not see the possibility of living further, since the art to which I gave my life has been ruined by the self-confident and ignorant leadership of the Party and now can no longer be corrected. <...> My life, as a writer, loses all meaning, and with great joy, as deliverance from this vile existence, where meanness, lies and slander fall upon you, I leave this life. The last hope was at least to say this to the people who rule the state, but for three years now, despite my requests, they cannot even accept me. I beg you to bury me next to my mother.