Levas, the writer of post mortem memoirs, a perpetual no-one. He's smart enough to know his limitations, which is, I think, one of the more useful forms of intelligence. In some ways he's reflecting Lithuania's cultural struggle during the brezhnev era, but he's predominantly struggling with his own personhood and value. One of my favorite scenes of cruelty in this is when Levas finds himself breaking laws of censorship, an act he finally finds pride in, only to have it ripped away when his father in law and local party leader dismisses the act as meaningless, so unimportant as to even merit punishment. Even in death he chooses a cynical audience, representing the meaninglessness he sees.
"Back then you taught me that the inner changes of a person or community of people are first of all revealed by language. All you have to do is carefully follow what new words, sayings, grammatical constructions, and comparisons appear in the language, and you'll figure out at once how people's way of thinking has changed or what the new government's ambitions are. You examined the classic example of bureaucratic newspeak with relish. At that time this made a big impression on me, I followed the speech of all of my acquaintances for a few weeks and joyfully reached some conclusions, some of which were too sweeping."
"At first true love seems like a joke, but it ends far too seriously, tragically even. It breaks out during a time of inner turmoil, hatches like a wet little bird, it's unexpected and inexplicable, because the time of turmoil itself is inexplicable, it is itself like an unfunny and stupid joke."
" Without each of you the wheel of the world would stop," the Great Li taught. "Each person is indispensable, each is the most important. Incorrect thinking often forces you to feel remorse that you are worthless, insignificant, unwanted. Incorrect thinking lies. Each person is worthy, great and indispensable. Everyone needs him. He has to share his wealth, his health, his very being with others."
" "There is no such thing as God's Grand Injustice," the Great Li taught me patiently. "God is neither right, nor wrong. A person is not good, bad, weak or great. A person is who he is, and should be proud of that. You lament that you didn't find a place in the world of incorrect thinking. That's nonsense. After all, you don't hang yourself because you don't know how to play chess, while others do. Why do you lament that you don't know how to play the chess of incorrect thinking? Why do you blame poor God? In the world, there is not only chess - you see that yourself now, you feel that yourself, you smell that yourself. There is no God's Grand Injustice. You are just you, and you are right."
How much Levas wants to believe these, and yet he cannot. We, the audience, see the courage he has and the great injustice he faces.
" "My biggest misfortune is that I didn't become myself at all. No one taught us to be ourselves. We were taught to be this and that, to mold ourselves according to some dry or otherworldly ideal model that we did not come up with. We were taught to change, to fix ourselves, to adapt."