I don't need you to tell me I'm not well, though I don't really know what's wrong with me; I think I'm five times healthier than you are.
I do not wish to believe and I cannot believe that evil is the normal state of humanity.
I do not rebel against my God, I simply do not accept his world.
I can but thank you, he said, in a tone too respectful to be sincere, for your kindness in letting me speak, for I have often noticed that our Liberals never allow other people to have an opinion of t...
I ask, I demand to be respected! Shatov went on shouting. Not for my person--to hell with it--but for something else, just for now, for a few words...We are two beings, and we have come together in in...
I am extremely superstitious, sufficiently so to respect medicine,
I am a ridiculous person. Now they call me a madman. That would be a promotion if it were not that I remain as ridiculous in their eyes as before. But now I do not resent it, they are all dear to me n...
I agree that two times two makes four is an excellent thing; but if we are dispensing praise, then two times two makes five is sometimes a most charming little thing as well.
How thin she is in her coffin, how sharp her nose has grown! Her eyelashes lie straight as arrows. And, you know, when she fell, nothing was crushed, nothing was broken! Nothing but that handful of bl...
How can you tell a man there’s nothing to do? I can’t imagine a situation in which there could ever be nothing to do! Do it for mankind and don’t worry about the rest. There’s so much to do that a lif...
Hm … yes, all is in a man's hands and he lets it all slip from cowardice, that's an axiom
Hm ... yes ... a man holds the fate of the world in his two hands, and yet, simply because he is afraid, he just lets things drift -- that is a truism ... I wonder what men are most afraid of ...
Her gloves, as Razumihin noticed, were not merely shabby but had holes in them, and yet this evident poverty gave the two ladies an air of special dignity, which is always found in people who know how...
He will pity us who pitied everyone ... And He will say, 'I receive them, my wise and reasonable ones, forasmuch as not one of them considered himself worthy of this thing ...
He wasn't thinking about anything. There was just the odd random thought or scrap of thought, or the odd image without rhyme or reason: faces seen by him back in his childhood or people he'd seen only...
He was one of those idealistic beings common in Russia, who are suddenly struck by some overmastering idea which seems, as it were, to crush them at once, and sometimes for ever. They are never equal...
He thirsted for this resurrection and renewal. The vile bog he had gotten stuck in of his own free will burdened him too much, and, like a great many men in such cases, he believed most of all in a ch...
He spoke of many things, he seemed anxious before the moment of death to say everything he had not said in his life, and not simply for the sake of instructing them, but as though thirsting to share w...
He seemed to be very dark-haired, lean, and swarthy; his eyes were large, undoubtedly black, very shiny, and had a yellow cast, like a Gypsy’s—that could be guessed even in the dark. He must have been...
He saw that the Prisoner had listened carefully all the time, looking gently in his face--But evidently he did not want to reply. The old man longed for Him to say something, however bitter and terrib...