I have a deeply personal story about The Brothers Karamazov. I used to frequent a circulating library as a child (I was 8), and I met an old man on the way to it. He lived near the library and was always on his daily walk. I'd read on the road as I walked so he once spoke to me, and we formed a connection. I'd speak to him almost everyday for a few years, and in one of our conversations he asked me to read this book. He said it was his most favorite. I didn't know it but that comment has stayed with me for years. It's been over 15 years since I've seen the man, he was already 80 back then and I once learnt he had already passed before the library shut down.

I'll never forget him, my copy of The Brothers Karamazov is one of my most prized possessions.