ذلك أن العلم يا بني ليس دائما ميزة. فمن الناس من يتباهى وينقاد للرغبة في إدهاش العالم، فلو كنتُ عالما فقد أرغب في ذلك أكثر من سائر البشر. أما وأنني جاهل لا أعرف شيئا فكيف يمكنني أن أتباهى؟
I'm a master of speaking silently—all my life I've spoken silently and I've lived through entire tragedies in silence.
He is a man of intelligence, but to act sensibly, intelligence is not enough.
[The Devil] And me? I suffer, and still I do not live. I am an in an indeterminate equation. I am some sort of ghost of life who has lost all ends and beginnings, and I've finally even forgotten what...
There are some people who interest us immediately, at first glance, before a word is exchanged.
Who doesn't desire his father's death?
Whether it’s good or bad, it is sometimes very pleasant, too, to smash things.
[to Jesus] You did not come down from the cross when they shouted to you, mocking and reviling you: Come down from the cross and we will believe that it is you. You did not come down because, again, y...
He expressed unconditional agreement with the uselessness and absurdity of the word ‘fatherland’; he agreed with the idea that religion was harmful;33 but he loudly and firmly asserted that boots were...
[…] everything was going in regular caravans to the summer villas. It seemed as though Petersburg threatened to become a wilderness, so that at last I felt ashamed, mortified and sad that I had nowher...
I have a longing for life, and I go on living in spite of logic.
One life passed, another began, then that passed and a third began, and there's still no end. All the ends are cut off as if with a pair of scissors.
فلا تتردد إذن في أن تتميز عن جمهرة الناس ولو أمسيت وحيداً من نوعكـ ..
Scraps and shreds of thoughts were simply swarming in his brain, but he could not catch at one, he could not rest on one, in spite of all his efforts…
Proofs are no help to believing, especially material proofs. Thomas believed, not because he saw Christ risen, but because he wanted to believe, before he saw.
Perezca yo con tal que mis seres queridos sean felices.
Whatever distinguishes one lump of flesh from another when we're alive, we're all the same once we're dead. Just used-up shells.
For man seeks not so much God as the miraculous
One can’t hold one’s tongue when one has a feeling, a tangible feeling
He seemed to be trying to find his way somewhere, but had forgotten where.
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