But you are a great sinner, that's true, he added almost solemnly, and your worst sin is that you have destroyed and betrayed yourself for nothing.
But what are years, what are months! he would exclaim. Why count the days, when even one day is enough for man to know all happiness.
But of course that is because I do not respect myself. Can a man of perception respect himself at all? Come, can a man who attempts to find enjoyment in the very feeling of his own degradation possibl...
But now, all of a sudden, there appeared before me the absurd, loathsomely spiderish notion of debauchery, which, without love, crudely and shamelessly begins straight off with that which is the crown...
But man seeks to worship what is established beyond dispute, so that all men would agree at once to worship it. For these pitiful creatures are concerned not only to find what one or the other can wor...
But man is a frivolous and incongruous creature, and perhaps, like a chess player, loves the process of the game, not the end of it. And who knows (there is no saying with certainty), perhaps the only...
But man has such a predilection for systems and abstract deductions that he is ready to distort the truth intentionally, he is ready to deny the evidence of his senses only to justify his logic. I
But instead of delight his soul was filled with such gloom, and his heart ached with such anguish, as he had never known in his life before... I am base he whispered to himself.
But gentlemen, what sort of free choice will there be when it comes down to tables and arithmetic, when all that’s left is two times two makes four? Two times two makes four even without my will. Is t...
But I tell you what it is; an honest and sensitive man is open; and a business man 'listens and goes on eating' you up.
But I always liked side-paths, little dark back-alleys behind the main road- there one finds adventures and surprises, and precious metal in the dirt.
Brothers, love is a teacher; but one must know how to acquire it, for it is hard to acquire, it is dearly bought, it is won slowly by long labour. For we must love not only occasionally, for a moment,...
Bir insanı sevmek için diğer insanın kendisini gizlemesi gerekir, yüzünü gösterdiğinde sevgi kaybolur.
Before you there lie the Steppes, my darling—only the Steppes, the naked Steppes, the Steppes that are as bare as the palm of my hand. There there live only heartless old women and rude peasants and d...
Beauty is a terrible and awful thing! It is terrible because it has not been fathomed and will never be fathomed…
Another circumstance, too, worried me in those days: that there was no one like me, and I was unlike any one else. I am alone and they are every one, I thought--and pondered. For that it was evident t...
And though I suffer for you, yet it eases my heart to suffer for you.
And so—if it's shame, let it be shame, if it's disgrace, let it be disgrace, if it's degradation, let it be degradation, and the worse, the better—that's what I chose.
And in fact you're not like everyone else: you weren't ashamed just now to confess bad and even ridiculous things about yourself. Who would confess such things nowadays? No one, and people have even s...
And how can one love two at once? With two different kinds of love? That’s interesting . . . poor idiot