Our Malady: Lessons in Liberty and Solidarity

by Timothy Snyder

The empathy placed me among others. In this mood, it was not so important that I was special. It was important that I was inside other people, in their memories and expectations, a support in the shape of their lives, a buoy during difficult passages. Since my life was not just my own, then my death was not just my own.

Freedom is about each of us, and yet none of us is free without help. Individual rights require common effort.