Fyodor Dostoyevsky Quotes

What can become of him if he is in such bondage to the habit of satisfying the innumerable desires he has created for himself? He is isolated, and what concern has he with the rest of humanity? They h...

What does it matter if it’s an illness, then?’ he decided, at last, ‘what does it matter that it’s an abnormal tension, if the result itself, if the moment of sensation, recalled and examined in a con...

What matters, said the prince at last, is that you have a child's trusting nature and extraordinary truthfulness. Do you know that a great deal can be forgiven you for that alone?

What they have is science, and in science only that which is subject to the senses. The spiritual world, on the other hand, the loftier half of the man's being, is rejected altogether, cast out with a...

Why are they crying? Why are they crying? Mitya asks, flying past them at a great clip.The wee one, the driver answers, it's the wee one crying. And Mitya is struck that he has said it in his own peas...

With love everything is bought, everything is saved. If even I, a sinful man, just like you, was moved to tenderness and felt pity for you, how much more will God be. Love is such a priceless treasure...

Y ahora sé que quien es dueño de su voluntad y posee una inteligencia poderosa consigue fácilmente imponerse a los demás hombres; que el más osado es el que más razón tiene a los ojos ajenos; que quie...

Y también hay que tener en cuenta que siempre que me enfrentaba con un acontecimiento, por insignificante que fuera, me hacía la ilusión de que iba a cambiar radicalmente mi existencia. Fui

You are going to perform a virtuous deed, but you don't even believe in virtue--that's what makes you angry and torments you, that's why you're so vindictive.

You have only to creep into a secluded corner or into a crocodile, to shut your eyes, and you immediately devise a perfect millennium for mankind.

You mustn't ask too much of human endurance, one must be merciful.

An intelligent man cannot become anything seriously, and it is only the fool who becomes anything.

But the most sumptuous thing in the room at that moment was naturally the sumptuously laid table, though, of course, even that was comparatively speaking: the table-cloth was clean, the silver was bri...

Fling yourself straight into life, without deliberation; don't be afraid—the flood will bear you to the bank and set you safe on your feet again. What bank? How can I tell? I only believe that you hav...

Imagine the most terrible part of the whole punishment is, not the bodily pain at all—but the certain knowledge that in an hour,—then in ten minutes, then in half a minute, then now—this very instant—...

In despair there are the most intense enjoyments, especially when one is very acutely conscious of the hopelessness of one's position.

What matters most, it all produces an unpleasant impression, for we are all divorced from life, we are all cripples, every one of us, more or less. We are so divorced from it that we feel at once a so...

إنني لا أرى في أي مكان شيئاً سواك ، و كل ما عداك فهو عندي سواء . لماذ أحبك ؟ و كيف أحبك ؟ لا أدري . قد لا تكونين من الجمال على شيء البتة . هل تتصورين أنني لا أعرف أأنت جميلة أم لا ، حتى من ناحية جمال...

إنه لمن الشائق أن نعرف ما الذي يخافه البشر أكثر ما يخافون, إن ما يخافه البشر أكثر ما يخافون هو أن يتقدموا خطوة إلي الأمام, هو أن يقولوا كلمة شخصية

رب أديب يسلخ من عمره ثلاثين عاما في الكتابة، ثم هو يجهل آخر الأمر لماذا كتب طوال هذه السنين.