Crime? What crime? ... My killing a loathsome, harmful louse, a filthy old moneylender woman ... and you call that a crime?
But how did I murder her? Is that how men do murders? Do men go to commit a murder as I went then? I will tell you some day how I went! Did I murder the old woman? I murdered myself, not her! I crushe...
Life [had] replaced logic.
Break what must be broken, once for all, that's all, and take the suffering on oneself.
His malice was aimed at himself; with shame and contempt he recollected his cowardice.
Pain and suffering are always inevitable for a large intelligence and a deep heart.
People with new ideas, people with the faintest capacity for saying something new, are extremely few in number, extraordinarily so, in fact.