Every man has some reminiscences which he would not tell to everyone, but only to his friends. He has others which he would not reveal even to his friends, but only to himself, and that in secret. But...
Love the animals: God has given them the rudiments of thought and joy untroubled.
يتفق للمرء أحيانًا أن يلقى أناسًا لا يعرفهم البتة فإذا هو يهتم بهم منذ أول نظرة قبل أن يبادلهم كلمة واحدة.
و لو نظرنا الي جميع انواع البشر لحق لنا ان نسأل من هم اولئك الذين يصمدون في الواقع للامتحان و يبرهنون على انهم اخيار طيبون !
That’s precisely what my novel is about. It’s called Demons, and it’s a description of how these demons entered the herd of swine.
Love equates people
The more stupid one is, the closer one is to reality. The more stupid one is, the clearer one is. Stupidity is brief and artless, while intelligence squirms and hides itself. Intelligence is unprincip...
Real life oppressed me with its novelty so much that I could hardly breathe.
Oh, gentlemen, perhaps I really regard myself as an intelligent man only because throughout my entire life I've never been able to start or finish anything. Granted, granted I'm a babbler, a harmless,...
Oh! what does grief matter—what does misfortune matter, if one knows how to be happy?
I saw the truth, I saw and I know that people can be beautiful and happy without losing the ability to live on earth. I will not and cannot believe that evil is the normal condition of people.
I love it when people lie! Lying is only man's privilege over all other organisms. Lying is what makes me a man.
I don’t understand how, up to now, an atheist could know there is no God and not kill himself at once. To recognize that there is no God, and not to recognize at the same time that you have become God...
I darted like a minnow through passers-by, in a most ungraceful fashion, constantly giving way to generals. officers of the Horse Guards and the Hussars, and fine ladies; at those moments I felt a spa...
Do you know I don't know how one can walk by a tree and not be happy at the sight of it? How can one talk to a man and not be happy in loving him! Oh, it's only that I'm not able to express it...And w...
A fresh dream-fresh happiness! A fresh rush of delicate, voluptuous poison! What is real life to him ! To his corrupted eyes we live, you and I, Nastenka, so torpidly, slowly, insipidly; in his eyes w...
For active love is a harsh and fearful thing compared with love in dreams. Love in dreams thirsts for immediate action, quickly performed, and with everyone watching. Indeed, it will go as far as the...
If you want to be respected by others the great thing is to respect yourself.
But in the end I'd marry her to the one she herself loved. To a father, the man his daughter falls in love with herself always seems the worst. That's how it is.
If you wish to glimpse inside a human soul and get to know a man, don't bother analyzing his ways of being silent, of talking, of weeping, of seeing how much he is moved by noble ideas; you will get b...