Immersing oneself in problems, there comes a time when it seems necessary to sketch answers. To do otherwise is to give up or, at least, to stop moving forward. Much can be said about the answers that, for example, Dostoevsky’s work culminated in; what cannot be said is that it did not embody a complete cycle. In it, multiple problems are represented in various manifestations, and for all of them, Dostoevsky points to the solution—whether it is accepted or not. There is no escape: although it is possible to postpone the ultimate confrontation, this veiled need always seems to lurk asking, “So what?”—and it seems a matter of honor to present a conclusion to it.
It Seems Necessary to Sketch Answers
