No educated Russian needs an introduction to S I Fudel. He spent a good deal of his life in the camps… but had no bitterness or hate. He wrote:
My life wasn’t an endless series of misfortunes and mishaps; it granted me the chance to bear the Cross for Christ’s sake. In a sense, I died in infertility. Nevertheless, in a strange way, it gave me gratitude for life and, more surprisingly, gave me the hope of forgiveness.