The crowd was similar to a choppy lake. Darkness, searchlights, gun fire, tracer bullets, people screaming. I stood clinging to the wire fence as if I was petrified. It makes me uncomfortable that I look at that terrible scene as if it was some strange performance. Maybe it was shock? Strange thoughts entered my head, some of them were even funny. „Jermalavičius", I thought, „you could hang an atom bomb on the tower and people still wouldn't listen to you, you villain." And for some reason I also thought „There are so many tanks! And they're burning up so much fuel! Instead of senseless intimidation they could have plaughed all of the fields!" But the tanks crawled, fired, and killed people...
Lithuania, 1991.01.13 : documents, testimonies, comments. - Vilnius : State Publishing Center, 1992, p. 217-218.