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Oh, I wish so much to live again! Each minute, each instant of life should be blessedness for man...they should, surely they should! It is man's own duty to arrange it so; it is his law--a hidden but surely existing one...
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Fyodor Dostoyevsky |
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You are in the grip of a desire for martyrdom and self-sacrifice; conquer this desire as well, set aside your pages and your intention--and then you will overcome everything. You will put to shame all your pride and your demon! You will win, you will attain freedom...
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Fyodor Dostoyevsky |
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2dca9c6
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hl t`lmyn 'nny s'qtlk fy dht ywm? l Gyr@ wl l'nny 'kwn qd nthyt mn Hbk! l, wnm s'qtlk lmjrd 'nny 'sh`r fy b`D l'ym brGb@ fy 'n 'lthmk. wdh qtltk fsykwn `lyW 'n 'qtl nfsy 'yD. wlknny s'w'jl qtl nfsy m stT`t l~ lt'jyl sbyl, Ht~ 'sh`r mn frqk bdhlk l`dhb ldhy l yTq!
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Fyodor Dostoyevsky |
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Stepan Trofimovich managed to touch the deepest strings in his friend's heart and to call forth in him the first, still uncertain sensation of that age-old, sacred anguish which the chosen soul, having once tasted and known it, will never exchange for any cheap satisfaction. (There are lovers of this anguish who cherish it more than the most radical satisfaction, if that were even possible.)
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Fyodor Dostoyevsky |
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nn jmy` `ly wjh ltqryb nshbh lmjnyn Hq fy kthyr mn l'Hyn,m` frq wHd dhlk hw 'n lmrDy mjnyn 'kthr mn qlyl,fmn lDrwry 'n nmyz hhn drjt.'m lnsn lswy fmn lwjb 'n nqwl 'nh l ykd lh wjwd. qd njd frd swy 'w frd qryb mn lswy, byn `shrt l'lwf w rbm my't l'lwf mn l'frd.
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Fyodor Dostoyevsky |
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6bc4a36
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Prayer is an education.
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Fyodor Dostoyevsky |
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would deliberately desire the most fatal rubbish, the most uneconomical absurdity, simply to introduce into all this positive good sense his fatal fantastic element.
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Fyodor Dostoyevsky |
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b91e2d9
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And how are the other weak ones to blame, because they could not endure what the strong have endured?
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Fyodor Dostoyevsky |
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bfb5607
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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."
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Fyodor Dostoyevsky |
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Od naseg razgovora, naravno, nije bilo nista. Ja nisam znao sta da joj kazem, a ona, verovatno ne bi razumela. Samo sam gorko zaplakao, i tako otisao ne rekavsi joj nista.
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Fyodor Dostoyevsky |
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Remember, too, every day, and whenever you can, repeat to yourself, "Lord, have mercy on all who appear before Thee today." For every hour and every moment thousands of men leave life on this earth, and their souls appear before God. And how many of them depart in solitude, unknown, sad, dejected that no one mourns for them or even knows whether they have lived or not!"
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Fyodor Dostoyevsky |
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Till the last moment they dress a man up in peacock's feathers, till the last moment they hope for the good and not the bad; and though they may have premonitions of the other side of the coin, for the life of them they will not utter a real word beforehand; the thought alone makes them cringe; they wave the truth away with both hands, till the very moment when the man they've decked out so finely sticks their noses in it with his own two h..
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Fyodor Dostoyevsky |
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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 worship, but to find community of worship is the chief misery of every man individually and of all humanity from the beginning of time. For the sake of common worship they've slain each other with the sword. They have set up gods and challenged on..
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Fyodor Dostoyevsky |
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Well, yes, yes, to be enslaved to you is a pleasure. There is, there is pleasure in the ultimate degree of humiliation and insignificance!" I went on raving. "Devil knows, maybe there is in the knout, too, when the knout comes down on your back and tears your flesh to pieces...But maybe I want to try other pleasures as well."
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Fyodor Dostoyevsky |
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Perhaps one may be out late, and had got separated from one's companions. Oh horrors! Suddenly one starts and trembles as one seems to see a strange-looking being peering from out of the darkness of a hollow tree, while all the while the wind is moaning and rattling and howling through the forest--moaning with a hungry sound as it strips the leaves from the bare boughs, and whirls them into the air. High over the tree-tops, in a widespread,..
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Fyodor Dostoyevsky |
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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 sort of loathing for real life, and so cannot bear to be reminded of it.
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Fyodor Dostoyevsky |
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I understand solidarity in sin among men; solidarity in retribution I also understand; but what solidarity in sin do little children have? ...And if the suffering of children goes to make up the sum of suffering needed to buy truth, then I assert beforehand that the whole of truth is not worth such a price.
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Truly,' I answered him, 'all things are good and fair, because all is truth. Look,' said I, 'at the horse, that great beast that is so near to man; or the lowly, pensive ox, which feeds him and works for him; look at their faces, what meekness, what devotion to man, who often beats them mercilessly. What gentleness, what confidence and what beauty! It's touching to know that there's no sin in them, for all, all except man, is sinless, and C..
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Fyodor Dostoyevsky |
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we are of a broad, Karamazovian nature--and this is what I am driving at--capable of containing all possible opposites and of contemplating both abysses at once, the abyss above us, an abyss of lofty ideals, and the abyss beneath us, and abyss of the lowest and foulest degradation.
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Fyodor Dostoyevsky |
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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 his proud spirit. For them hell is voluntary and insatiable; they are sufferers by their own will. For they have cursed themselves by cursing God and life. They feed on their wicked pride, as if a hungry man in the desert were to start sucking hi..
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n m ykhfh lbshr 'kthr m ykhfwn hw 'n ytqdmw khTw@ l~ 'mm.
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Fyodor Dostoyevsky |
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There in its nasty, stinking, underground home our insulted, crushed and ridiculed mouse promptly becomes absorbed in cold, malignant and, above all, everlasting spite. For forty years together it will remember its injury down to the smallest, most ignominious details, and every time will add, of itself, details still more ignominious, spitefully teasing and tormenting itself with its own imagination. It will itself be ashamed of its imagin..
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revenge
unforgiveness
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mdh yfydh wmdh yjdyh 'n ystmr fy lSr` wlkfH? 'yHy mn 'jl 'n ywjd? 'l nh kn Twl Hyth mst`d l'n yDHy bwjwdh 'lf mr@ fy sbyl fkr@, fy sbyl 'ml, bl wfy sbyl tHqyq nzw@! n lwjwd fy Hd dhth lm ykn kfy lh fy ywm mn l'ym wnm hw kn yTm` dy'm fy 'kthr mn dhlk! wl`l `nf rGbth kn wHdh lsbb fy nh Zn nfsh nsn yjwz lh ml yjwz lGyrh !
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Fyodor Dostoyevsky |
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For men are made for happiness, and any one who is completely happy has a right to say to himself, 'I am doing God's will on earth.' All the righteous, all the saints, all the holy martyrs were happy.
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work
life-purpose
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lnsn y'lf lrkh wltrf bshwl@ kbyr@ fyS`b `lyh b`d dhlk 'n ystGny `nhm mnt~ 'SbH mn lDrwryt shyy'an b`d shy
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Fyodor Dostoyevsky |
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Crezi ca n-am s-o iubesc toata viata? - Eu cred ca o vei iubi pana la capatul vietii, dar nu te vei simti mereu la fel de fericit langa ea...
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iubire
viața
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Now, I did know a certain young lady of the 'romantic' generation of not so long ago who, after being mysteriously in love for several years with a certain gentleman whom she could have married at any time without the least difficulty, suddenly broke off their relationship, inventing for herself all manner of insurmountable obstacles, and one stormy night plunged from a high, precipitous cliff into a fairly deep and fast-flowing river, wher..
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Fyodor Dostoyevsky |
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Oamenii sunt facuti sa se chinuie unii pe altii.
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Fyodor Dostoyevsky |
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Every day and every hour, every minute, walk round yourself and watch yourself, and see that your image is a seemly one. You pass by a little child, you pass by, spiteful, with ugly words, with wrathful heart; you may not have noticed the child, but he has seen you, and your image, unseemly and ignoble, may remain in his defenceless heart. You don't know it, but you may have sown an evil seed in him and it may grow, and all because you were..
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Fyodor Dostoyevsky |
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The men of those days...were absolutely not the same people that we are now; it was not the same race as now, in our age, really, it seems we are a different species...In those days they were men of one idea, but now we are more nervous, more developed, more sensitive; men capable of two or three ideas at once...Modern men are broader-minded - and I swear that this prevents their being so all-of-a-piece as they were in those days.
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broad-mindedness
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Fyodor Dostoyevsky |
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Real life oppressed me with its novelty so much that I could hardly breathe.
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Fyodor Dostoyevsky |
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Young man," he went on, raising his head again, "in your face I seem to read some trouble of mind. When you came in I read it, and that was why I addressed you at once. For in unfolding to you the story of my life, I do not wish to make myself a laughing-stock before these idle listeners, who indeed know all about it already, but I am looking for a man of feeling and education. Know then that my wife was educated in a high-class school for ..
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ivanovna
katerina
marmeladov
punishment
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Fyodor Dostoyevsky |
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He wandered aimlessly. The sun was setting. A special form of misery had begun to oppress him of late. There was nothing poignant, nothing acute about it; but there was a feeling of permanence, of eternity about it; it brought a foretaste of hopeless years of this cold leaden misery, a foretaste of an eternity "on a square yard of space." Towards evening this sensation usually began to weigh on him more heavily."
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Fyodor Dostoyevsky |
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Cheap heroism is always easy, and even to sacrifice life is easy too; because it is only a case of hot blood and an overflow of energy, and there is such a longing for what is beautiful! No, take the deed of heroism that is labourious, obscure, without noise or flourish, slandered, in which there is a great deal of sacrifice and not one grain of glory - in which you, a splendid man, are made to look like a scoundrel before every one, though..
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Fyodor Dostoyevsky |
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In every man, of course, a demon lies hidden-the demon of rage, the demon of lustful heat at the screams of the tortured victim, the demon of lawlessness let off the chain
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Fyodor Dostoyevsky |
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Do you think, you who sold it, that this bottom of yours has been sweet to me? Affliction, I sought affliction at the bottom of it, tears and affliction, and I found them, I tasted them.
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Fyodor Dostoyevsky |
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To begin with, at home I spent most of my time reading. I wanted to stifle all that was continuously boiling up inside me through external impressions. Out of all external impressions, reading was the only one possible for me. Of course, reading helped a lot - it excited, delighted and tormented me. But at times it bored me to death. For all that I still wanted to be doing things and I would suddenly plunge into dark, subterranean, vile, no..
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Fyodor Dostoyevsky |
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You cannot imagine what wrath and sadness overcome your whole soul when a great idea, which you have long cherished as holy, is caught up by the ignorant and dragged forth before fools like themselves into the street, and you suddenly meet it in the market unrecognizable, in the mud, absurdly set up, without proportion, without harmony, the plaything of foolish louts!
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Fyodor Dostoyevsky |
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Man likes to make roads and to create, that is a fact beyond dispute. But why has he such a passionate love for destruction and chaos also?
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Fyodor Dostoyevsky |
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hkdh Hl lnfws lrwmnsy@ dy'man , tZl Ht~ akhr lHZ@ tzyn lns brysh lTwws , tZl Ht~ akhr lHZ@ tftrD lkhyr l lshr, w rGm tSwrh wjwd lshr fnh l ymknh n t`trf bdhlk lnfsh b'y Hl mn l'Hwl , n tSwr hdh wHdh ySdmh w yhzh hza qwyan. fhy bydh tHjb wjhh Ht~ l tr~ lHqyq@, l~ n y'ty lnsnldhy zynth brysh mlwn mn khylh fySf` wjhh w ydmy 'nfh byd` nfsh !
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Fyodor Dostoyevsky |
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thm n lns l ymlkn bSyr@ nfdh@ fy tqdyr shkhS y`jbhn, Ht~ lqd yryn bsrwr fy lmtnqDt ar sdyd@, mt~ jt tlk lmtnqDt mTbq@ lrGbthn
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Fyodor Dostoyevsky |
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We've already had , the friend of humanity. But the friend of humanity with shaky moral principles is the devourer of humanity, to say nothing of his conceit; for, wound the vanity of any one of these numerous friends of humanity, and he's ready to set fire to the world out of petty revenge--like all the rest of us, though, in that, to be fair; like myself, vilest of all, for I might well be the first to bring the fuel and run away myself.
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humanism
idealism
lebedyev
secular-humanism
vanity
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Bozhe moi! Tselaia minuta blazhenstva! Da razve etogo malo khot' by i na vsiu zhizn' chelovecheskuiu?..
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Fyodor Dostoyevsky |
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The first thing is to lower the level of education, science and accomplishment.1 A high level of science and accomplishment is accessible only to people of high ability, and there's no need for high ability! People of high ability have always seized power and been despots. People of high ability can't help but be despots and have always corrupted more than they have brought benefit; they are sent into exile or executed.
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