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| Link | Quote | Stars | Tags | Author |
| 42ad514 | a friend of mankind with shaky moral foundation is a cannibal of mankind, to say nothing of his vainglory; insult the vainglory of one of these numberless friends of mankind, and he is ready at once to set fire to the four corners of the world out of petty vengence | Fyodor Dostoyevsky | ||
| 8cc5d30 | I once saw a convict who had been twenty years in prison and was being released take leave of his fellow prisoners. There were men who remembered his first coming into prison, when he was young, careless, heedless of his crime and his punishment. He went out a grey-headed, elderly man, with a sad sullen face. He walked in silence through our six barrack-rooms. As he entered each room he prayed to the ikons, and then bowing low to his fellow.. | Fyodor Dostoyevsky | ||
| e55933c | man is pre-eminently a creative animal, predestined to strive consciously for an object and to engage in engineering--that is, incessantly and eternally to make new roads, wherever they may lead. | Fyodor Dostoyevsky | ||
| 9eb31d6 | You're necessary to me, and that's why I've come to you | Fyodor Dostoyevsky | ||
| c164586 | Because I couldn't bear my burden and have come to throw it on another: you suffer too, and I shall feel better! And can you love such a mean wretch? | Fyodor Dostoyevsky | ||
| dea92d7 | How could I alone have invented it or imagined it in my dream? Could my petty heart and fickle, trivial mind have risen to such a revelation of truth? | truth | Fyodor Dostoyevsky | |
| f966937 | I always feel when I meet people that I am lower than all, and that they all take me for a buffoon; so I say let me play the buffoon, for you are, every one of you, stupider and lower than I." He longed to revenge himself on every one for his own unseemliness. He suddenly recalled how he had once in the past been asked, "Why do you hate so and so, so much?" And he had answered them, with his shameless impudence, "I'll tell you. He has done .. | ego hatred intelligence | Fyodor Dostoyevsky | |
| d64499d | 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 finds vent in wailing. This is particularly common with women. But it is no lighter a grief than the silent. Lamentations comfort only by lacerating the heart still more. Such grief does not desire consolation. It feeds on the sense of its hop.. | Fyodor Dostoyevsky | ||
| 401b8a9 | wkn yshmy'z mn mjrd ltfkyr fy mHwl@ ljb@ `n l'sy'l@ lty ttrdd fy qlbh wdhhnh, wkn yqwl lnfsh whw fy shbh dhhwl: "lst 'n lmlwm `n hdh klh".. l'blh" | Fyodor Dostoyevsky | ||
| 36c1210 | I am a sick man.... I am a spiteful man. I am an unattractive man. I | Fyodor Dostoyevsky | ||
| 456098f | And again one asks oneself what has one done with one's years. Where have you buried your best days? Have you lived or not? | Fyodor Dostoyevsky | ||
| 8c0d1d0 | And with love one can live even without happiness. | happiness love notes-from-underground | Fyodor Dostoyevsky | |
| 8e35188 | We've all grown unaccustomed to life, we're all lame, each of us more or less. We've even grown so unaccustomed that at times we feel a sort of loathing for real "living life," and therefore cannot bear to be reminded of it. For we've reached a point where we regard real "living life" almost as a labor, almost as a service, and we all agree in ourselves that it's better from a book." | life | Fyodor Dostoyevsky | |
| 596f2c0 | I can't bear the thought that a man of lofty mind and heart begins with the ideal of the Madonna and ends with the ideal of Sodom. | cynic cynical cynicism disappointment idealism innocence sodom | Fyodor Dostoyevsky | |
| be05036 | And try letting yourself be carried away by your feelings, blindly, without reflection, without a primary cause, repelling consciousness at least for a time, hate or love, if only not to sit with your hands folded. | Fyodor Dostoyevsky | ||
| 79628a7 | He thought of nothing. Some thoughts or fragments of thoughts, some images without order or coherence floated before his mind--faces of people he had seen in his childhood or met somewhere once, whom he would never have recalled, the belfry of the church at V., the billiard table in a restaurant and some officers playing billiards, the smell of cigars in some underground tobacco shop, a tavern room, a back staircase quite dark, all sloppy w.. | Fyodor Dostoyevsky | ||
| b3b3c12 | And that is not all: even if man really were nothing but a piano-key, even if this were proved to him by natural science and mathematics, even then he would not become reasonable, but would purposely do something perverse out of simple ingratitude, simply to gain his point. And if he does not find means he will contrive destruction and chaos, will contrive sufferings of all sorts, only to gain his point! He will launch a curse upon the worl.. | Fyodor Dostoyevsky | ||
| 7bf323d | 'n... rjl mryD... 'n nsn khbyth. lst 'mlk shyy' mm yjdhb 'w yftn. 'Hsb 'nny '`ny mrD fy lkbd, `l~ 'nny l 'fhm mn mrDy shyy' `l~ lTlq wl '`rf `l~ wjh ldq@ 'yn wj`y w'n l 'dwy nfsy, wl dwyt nfsy fy ywm mn l'ym, rGm 'nny 'Htrm lTb wl'Tb. w'ny mn jh@ 'khr~ 'w'mn blkhrft l~ 'qS~ Hd, 'w qwlw nny 'w'mn bh l~ lHd ldhy ykfy lHtrm lTb (nny 'mlk mn lthqf@ m ykfy l'n l 'kwn mn lmw'mnyn blkhrft, wlkny 'w'mn bh m` dhlk). l, l! ly'n knt l 'dwy nfsy, 'n mr.. | Fyodor Dostoyevsky | ||
| 4728062 | The enemies of living life; outdated little liberals, afraid of their own independence; lackeys of thought, enemies of the person and freedom, decrepit preachers of carrion and rot! What do they have: gray heads, the golden mean, the most abject and philistine giftlessness, envious equality, equality without personal dignity, equality as understood by a lackey or a Frenchman of the year ninety-three...And scoundrells, above all, scoundrels,.. | Fyodor Dostoyevsky | ||
| 5fcd621 | Gentlemen, let us suppose that man is not stupid. (Indeed one cannot refuse to suppose that, if only from the one consideration, that, if man is stupid, then who is wise?) But if he is not stupid, he is monstrously ungrateful! Phenomenally ungrateful. In fact, I believe that the best definition of man is the ungrateful biped. But that is not all, that is not his worst defect; his worst defect is his perpetual moral obliquity, perpetual--fro.. | Fyodor Dostoyevsky | ||
| 2d1bbaf | The enthusiasm of today's youth is as pure and bright as it was in our time. Only one thing has happened: a shift of goals, the replacement of one beauty with another! The entire misunderstanding lies merely in the question of which is more beautiful: Shakespeare or a pair of boots, Raphael or petroleum? | Fyodor Dostoyevsky | ||
| 9ecf383 | But here I should 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--your soul must quit your body and that you will no longer be a man--and that this is certain, certain! | death-and-dying dostoyevsky guillotine terror | Fyodor Dostoyevsky | |
| f42edbe | Being in love doesn't mean loving. You may be in love with a woman and yet hate her. | Fyodor Dostoyevsky | ||
| cddcd1a | I think that if the devil does not exist, but man has created him, he has created him in his own image and likeness. | Fyodor Dostoyevsky | ||
| 82cf88e | Farther on, in another place, she wrote: 'Do not consider my words as the sickly ecstasies of a diseased mind, but you are, in my opinion--perfection! I have seen you--I see you every day. I do not judge you; I have not weighed you in the scales of Reason and found you Perfection--it is simply an article of faith. But I must confess one sin against you--I love you. One should not love perfection. One should only look on it as perfection--y.. | Fyodor Dostoyevsky | ||
| 567aace | The science of this world, which has become a great power, has, especially in the last century, analysed everything divine handed down to us in the holy books. After this cruel analysis the learned of this world have nothing left of all that was sacred of old. But they have only analysed the parts and overlooked the whole, and indeed their blindness is marvellous. Yet the whole still stands steadfast before their eyes, and the gates of hell.. | Fyodor Dostoyevsky | ||
| a284bda | m 'kthr lshrf `n Gbw@.. | Fyodor Dostoyevsky | ||
| 74bb90c | I wanted to pray for an hour, but I keep thinking and thinking, and always sick thoughts, and my head aches - what is the use of praying? - it's only a sin! It is strange, too, that I am not sleepy: in great, too great sorrow, after the first outbursts one is always sleepy. Men condemned to death, they say, sleep very soundly on the last night. And so it must be, it si the law of nature, otherwise their strength would not hold out... I lay .. | Fyodor Dostoyevsky | ||
| b6e0b80 | Gentlemen, we are all cruel, we are all monsters, we all make people weep, mothers and nursing babies, but of all--let it be settled here and now--of all, I am the lowest vermin! So be it! Every day of my life I've been beating my breast and promising to reform, and every day I've done the same vile things. I understand now that for men such as I a blow is needed, a blow of fate, to catch them as with a noose and bind them by an external fo.. | Fyodor Dostoyevsky | ||
| 70f045e | A percentage! What splendid words they have; they are so scientific, so consolatory.... Once you've said 'percentage' there's nothing more to worry about. If we had any other word... maybe we might feel more uneasy.... | Fyodor Dostoyevsky | ||
| 88f4e59 | I am a sick man.... I am a spiteful man. I am an unattractive man. I believe my liver is diseased. However, I know nothing at all about my disease, and do not know for certain what ails me. I don't consult a doctor for it, and never have, though I have a respect for medicine and doctors. Besides, I am extremely superstitious, sufficiently so to respect medicine, anyway (I am well-educated enough not to be superstitious, but I am superstitio.. | Fyodor Dostoyevsky | ||
| ba78f17 | The candle-end was flickering out in the battered candlestick, dimly lighting up in the poverty stricken room the murderer and the harlot who had so strangely been reading together the eternal book. | Fyodor Dostoyevsky | ||
| b782bf1 | 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 truthfully and naively in their faces, "Here I am saying something clever and profound now" -- and that is not from vanity, as it is with any one like me, but one sees that she appreciates it awfully herself, and believes in it, and thinks a lot of.. | Fyodor Dostoyevsky | ||
| 297da63 | It's like this,' began the elder. 'All these sentences of hard labour in Siberian prisons, and formerly with flogging, too, do not reform anyone and, what's more, scarcely deter even one criminal, and, far from diminishing, the number of crimes are steadily increasing. You have to admit that. It therefore follows that society is not in the least protected, for though a harmful member is cut off automatically and exiled to some remote spot j.. | elder miusov state the-brothers-karamazov | Fyodor Dostoyevsky | |
| 07b6a17 | By the way, a Bulgarian I met lately in Moscow," Ivan went on, seeming not to hear his brother's words, "told me about the crimes committed by Turks and Circassians in all parts of Bulgaria through fear of a general rising of the Slavs. They burn villages, murder, outrage women and children, they nail their prisoners by the ears to the fences, leave them so till morning, and in the morning they hang them- all sorts of things you can't imagi.. | cruelty ivan karamazov | Fyodor Dostoyevsky | |
| 6b3d8c5 | and though there was no longer anything to be astonished at, still manifest reality always has something shocking about it. | Fyodor Dostoyevsky | ||
| 6e4fce2 | At that time I was only twenty-four years old. My life then was already gloomy, disorderly, and solitary to the point of savagery. | loneliness lonely savagery solitary | Fyodor Dostoyevsky | |
| 8bffbb6 | Everything is dead, the dead are everywhere. There are only people, and all around them is silence--that's the earth. | Fyodor Dostoyevsky | ||
| f2fa3a4 | If I'm going to be pushed off the sidewalk, I might as well step on off. You know what I mean? Stop pretending something good was waiting around the corner and be what everybody expected me to be, which was another throwaway dude. --Lil J | Walter Dean Myers | ||
| 23a7ef9 | People who want to hate you can find something in you they don't like. They have a talent for doing that. | Walter Dean Myers | ||
| 166b809 | Ne postoje granice onoga sto covjek moze nauciti, samo granice koje sami povucemo u svojim glavama. [Kraljevstvo na kraju puta] | Jan Guillou | ||
| 4e2ebb8 | If you have any mind to keep my respect, I recommend you not to add imbecility to these qualities by imagining that such a girl as I am will be content with your asthmatic love, and not look for youth and good looks and pleasure by way of a variety-- | Honoré de Balzac | ||
| b9aa360 | He looked like some plant bleached by darkness. | darkness depression pale plant | Honoré de Balzac | |
| 4db5933 | A man like you is a god, not just a machine covered with skin, but a theater where fine feelings sprout and grow-and feelings are all that matters, as far as I'm concerned. Is a feeling anything but an entire world poured into a thought? | feeling senzitive | Honoré de Balzac |