I wept more tears at the end of “The Idiot” than even at Quixote’s fate. Perhaps the reason is that I identified with more characters. I identified with Natasya Filipponovna in that she was prone to wander. “Lord I feel it. Prone to wander from the one I love.” Both she and Aglya remind me of us, as Christ woo’s us. Prince Myshkin embodies my Christ-like aspirations. He is so simple, so confident and unflakable, so forgiving. His unfailing love in the end is a martyrdom of heart crushing passion.