"A dead man is no companion for the living. My father will tell you what a loss I shall be to Russia... That's bosh, but don't disillusion the old man. Whatever toy comforts a child... you know. And be kind to my mother. You won't find people like them in your great world even if you search for them in daylight and with the help of a lamp... Russia needs me... No, clearly she doesn't. And who is needed? The cobbler's needed, the tailor's needed, the butcher... sells meat... the butcher – wait a minute, I'm getting mixed up... There's a forest here..." (27.147)
How would you articulate the revelation that Bazarov has in this passage? Do you think that he has acquired new humility? If so, what do you think he has realized that has made him view himself differently? Are these the dying words of a proud man?