Let us not deceive ourselves and instead look at things plainly. All of us — both those who have remained in Russia and those who had to leave — live in a hope for a prompt downfall of Putin’s regime. A century ago, however, those in Berlin and Paris, Belgrade and Riga who had fled or were ousted from Russia — the nation’s best people — had the exact same hope with respect to the Bolshevik regime. We shall return, and return soon. Even our Orthodox church in Belgrade we shall build without a foundation — money is tight, but we do not need it for long anyway. In the same way, people in Moscow, St. Petersburg, or Tambov awaited the regime’s end. After all, such insanity cannot last for long!
In Russia, the Bolsheviks controlled nearly everything. But in Berlin and Paris, Belgrade and Riga, Russian culture flourished: countless newspapers and magazines were being published, bountiful lectures and discussions were being held. We shall return.
And then, all of these marvellous people — military men and professors, politicians and poets — died in foreign lands. Long before their demise, Russian newspapers and publishing houses started closing, people attending lectures and discussions became more and more scarce, while members of military unions grew old without progressing through the ranks.