Fyodor Dostoyevsky Quote

Crime? What crime? ... My killing a loathsome, harmful louse, a filthy old moneylender woman ... and you call that a crime?

Life [had] replaced logic.

Break what must be broken, once for all, that's all, and take the suffering on oneself.

But how did I murder her? Is that how men do murders? Do men go to commit a murder as I went then? I will tell you some day how I went! Did I murder the old woman? I murdered myself, not her! I crushe...

Pain and suffering are always inevitable for a large intelligence and a deep heart.

People with new ideas, people with the faintest capacity for saying something new, are extremely few in number, extraordinarily so, in fact.