Paradise . . . lies hidden within all of us . . . .
Only to live, to live and live! Life, whatever it may be!
It's always worthwhile speaking to a clever man.
Generally speaking, our prisoners were capable of loving animals, and if they had been allowed they would have delighted to rear large numbers of domestic animals and birds in the prison. And I wonder...
Braćo, ne bojte se grehova ljudskih, volite čoveka i u grehu njegovom, jer kad ko voli čoveka grešnog, to je već slika Božanske ljubavi i vrhunac je ljubavi na zemlji. Volite sve stvorenje Božje i cel...
As for what concerns me in particular I have only in my life carried to an extreme what you have not dared to carry halfway, and what's more, you have taken your cowardice for good sense, and have fou...
What is hell? I maintain that it is the suffering of being unable to love.
a wise man is not afraid to face the truth
Much unhappiness has come into the world because of bewilderment and things left unsaid.
Beauty will save the world.
We are all happy if we but knew it.
لماذا تبدو لهم فعلتي شاذة إلى هذا الحد؟ ألا انها جريمة؟ ماذا تعني كلمة جريمة؟ إن ضميري مرتاح. صحيح أن جريمة قد وقعت. صحيح أن نص القانون قد اخترق وأن دما قد سفك. فإذا كان الأمر أمر تقيد بنص القانون فأق...
Man is a frivolous and incongruous creature, and perhaps, like a chess player, loves the process of the game, not the end of it.
It's as if I'm afraid to spoil the charm of what has only just passed by a serious book or some serious occupation. As if this ugly dream and all the impressions it left behind are so dear to me that...
Real life oppressed me with its novelty so much that I could hardly breathe.
Raskolnikov sat in silence, listening with disgust.
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,...
I was a coward and a slave. I say this without the slightest embarrassment. Every decent man of our age must be a coward and a slave.
And all that for the most foolish reason, which, one would think, was hardly worth mentioning: that is, that man everywhere and at all times, whoever he may be, has preferred to act as he chose and no...
Alas, I had always loved sorrow and grief, but only for myself, for myself; for them I wept in my pity. I stretched out my arms to them in my despair, accusing, cursing, and despising myself. I told t...