Still I know that I am a million times more worthless in my soul than she is, and that her lofty feelings--are as sincere as a heavenly angel's! That's the tragedy, that I know it for certain. What's...
Raskolnikov went out in complete confusion. This confusion became more and more intense. As he went down the stairs, he even stopped short, two or three times, as though suddenly struck by some though...
Raskolnikov at that moment felt and knew once for all that Sonia was with him for ever and would follow him to the ends of the earth, wherever fate might take him.
Quick understanding is only a sign of the banality of what is understood.
Question: What is he? Answer: A sluggard; how very pleasant it would have been to hear that of oneself! It would mean that I was positively defined, it would mean that there was something to say about...
Nonetheless, a question remains before us all the same: what is a novelist to do with ordinary, completely usual people, and how can he present them to the reader so as to make them at least somewhat...
No, not immeasurably: you have abilities, but there’s a great deal you don’t understand, because you’re a low person.
No one is your judge now,’ Mavriky Nikolayevich stated firmly, ‘may God forgive you; I’m less worthy than anyone of being your judge!
Người ta sẽ cười vào những xúc động của tôi, nhưng sẽ chẳng bao giờ có ai hiểu nổi tại sao tôi xúc động!
Nature does not ask your permission, she has nothing to do with your wishes, and whether you like her laws or dislike them, you are bound to accept her as she is, and consequently all her conclusions.
Most likely not, but he believed solely because he desired to believe and possibly he fully believed in his secret heart, even when he said: I do not believe till I see.
Man only likes counting his grief, he doesn't count his happiness. But if he were to count properly, he'd see that there's enough of both lots for him.
Man is unhappy because he doesn't know he's happy. It's only that.
Life is given to me only once, and never will be again—I don't want to sit waiting for universal happiness. I want to live myself; otherwise it's better not to live at all.
Kako možete znati što će značiti taj dodir jedne osobe s drugom u sudbini dodirnute osobe? Jer, tu je cijeli život i nebrojeno mnoštvo njegovih ogranaka skrivenih od naših pogleda.
Just take a look around you: Blood is flowing in rivers and in such a jolly way you’d think it was champagne.
It was all quite natural, human beings are created in order to torment one another.
In sinning, each man sins against all, and each man is at least partly guilty for another's sin. There is no isolated sin.
In any case civilisation has made mankind if not more bloodthirsty, at least more vilely, more loathsomely bloodthirsty.
If there is no immortality of the soul, then there is no virtue, and therefore everything is permitted.