You are not capable of insulting, even in thought, her who so loved and so loves you.
Yes, Lise. You see, your question whether we do not despise that unhappy man by dissecting his soul was the question of a person who has suffered a lot. I'm afraid I don't know how to put it properly,...
Why, the isolation that prevails everywhere, above all in our age—it has not fully developed, it has not reached its limit yet. For every one strives to keep his individuality as apart as possible, wi...
What would become of him if the church punished him with her excommunication as the direct consequence of the secular law? There could be no more terrible despair, at least for a Russian criminal, for...
Well, it's not a disaster, is it? Man, too, comes to his end, and here we are making a fuss about a clay pot!
We are assured that the world is becoming more and more united, is being formed into brotherly communion, by the shortening of distances, by the transmitting of thoughts through the air. Alas, do not...
Tragic phrases comfort the heart… Without them, sorrow would be too heavy for men to bear.
To remember, for instance, that here just a year ago, just at this time, at this hour, on this pavement, I wandered just as lonely, just as dejected as to-day. And one remembers that then one’s dreams...
There are strange friendships: two friends almost want to devour each other, and they spend their entire lives living that way, but meanwhile they cannot part.
There are people who feel deeply but are somehow beaten down. Their buffoonery is something like a spiteful irony against those to whom they dare not speak the truth directly because of a long-standin...
There are certain things in a man's past which he does not divulge to everybody but, perhaps, only to his friends. Again there are certain things he will not divulge even to his friends; he will divul...
The torments of a proud decision, a deep conscience! God, in whom he did not believe, and his truth were overcoming his heart, which still did not want to submit.
The more I love humanity in general, the less I love man in particular.
The game's not worth the candle
The Brothers Karamazov is a joyful book.
That's just the point: an honest and sensitive man opens his heart, and the man of business goes on eating - and then he eats you up.
Sunt destul de cultivat ca să nu fiu superstiţios, însă sunt superstiţios.
Still, if there was anything, it came about by no one else’s power save the divine will. Everything is from God.
Perezca yo con tal que mis seres queridos sean felices.
One day is enough for a man to know all happiness. My dear ones, why do we quarrel, try to outshine each other and keep grudges against each other? Let's go straight into the garden, walk and play the...