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...
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—...
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...
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...
An intelligent man cannot become anything seriously, and it is only the fool who becomes anything.
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.
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...
Why, you are so eaten up with pride and vanity that you'll end by eating up one another, that's what I prophecy.
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...
We always imagine eternity as something beyond our conception, something vast, vast! But why must it be vast? Instead of all that, what if it's one little room, like a bath house in the country, black...
To a commonplace man of limited intellect, for instance, nothing is simpler than to imagine himself an original character, and to revel in that belief without the slightest misgiving.
There is silent and long-suffering sorrow to be met with among the peasantry. It withdraws into itself and is still. But there is a grief that breaks out, and from that minute it bursts into tears and...
So much have we lost touch with 'real life' that we occasionally feel a kind of disgust for it and so can't bear to be reminded of it. For we have arrived at the point where we look on 'real life' as...
Rebellion? I don't like hearing such a word from you, Ivan said with feeling. One cannot live by rebellion, and I want to live. Tell me straight out, I call on you--answer me: imagine that you yoursel...
Oh, there are those who remain proud and fierce even in hell, in spite of their certain knowledge and contemplation of irrefutable truth; there are terrible ones, wholly in communion with Satan and hi...
Oh, I remember, I remember all those moments! And I want to add, too, that when such young creatures, such sweet young creatures want to say something so clever and profound, they show at once so trut...
Od našeg razgovora, naravno, nije bilo ništa. Ja nisam znao šta da joj kažem, a ona, verovatno ne bi razumela. Samo sam gorko zaplakao, i tako otišao ne rekavši joj ništa.
Oamenii sunt făcuți să se chinuie unii pe alții.
Now is the time to throw a bottle at their heads, I thought to myself. I picked up the bottle... and filled my glass...
Nothing in the world is harder than speaking the truth and nothing easier than flattery.If there’s the hundredth part of a false note in speaking the truth, it leads to a discord, and that leads to tr...