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Fyodor Dostoevsky

It is not as athat I believe and confess. My hosanna isof a furnace of .
Fyodor Dostoevsky believe
To study theofand of— I am making significanthere. I havein myself. Man is a mystery: if you spend your entire life trying to puzzle it out, then do not say that you have wasted your time. I occupy myself with this mystery, because I want to be a man.
Fyodor Dostoevsky life
If anyone could prove to me thatis outside the , and if the truth really did exclude Christ, I should prefer to stay with Christ and not with truth.
Fyodor Dostoevsky truth
The degree of civilization in a society can be judged by entering its prisons.
Fyodor Dostoevsky society
It is not as a child that I believe and confess. My hosanna is born of a furnace of doubt.
Fyodor Dostoevsky believe
The second half of a man's life is made up of nothing but the habits he has acquired during the first half.
Fyodor Dostoevsky life
Russia was a slave in Europe but would be a master in Asia.
Fyodor Dostoevsky
If you want to be respected by others the great thing is to respect yourself. Only by that, only by self-respect will you compel others to respect you.
Fyodor Dostoevsky self
The characteristics of our romantics are to understand everything, to see everything and to see it often incomparably more clearly than our most realistic minds see it...
Fyodor Dostoevsky mind
I am a sick man… I am a wicked man. An unattractive man.
Fyodor Dostoevsky man
...что слишком сознавать — это болезнь, настоящая, полная болезнь.
Fyodor Dostoevsky
Above all, do not lie to yourself. A man who lies to himself and listens to his own lie comes to a point where he does not discern any truth either in himself or anywhere around him, and thus falls into disrespect towards himself and others.
Fyodor Dostoevsky truth
The best definition of man is: a being that goes on two legs and is ungrateful.
Fyodor Dostoevsky man
When… in the course of all these thousands of years has man ever acted in accordance with his own interests?
Fyodor Dostoevsky man
The formula 'two plus two equals five' is not without its attractions.
Fyodor Dostoevsky action
Yes — you, you alone must pay for everything because you turned up like this, because I'm a scoundrel, because I'm the nastiest, most ridiculous, pettiest, stupidest, and most envious worm of all those living on earth who're no better than me in any way, but who, the devil knows why, never get embarrassed, while all my life I have to endure insults from every louse — that's my fate. What do I care that you do not understand any of this?
Fyodor Dostoevsky life
I could never stand more than three months of dreaming at a time without feeling an irresistible desire to plunge into society. To plunge into society meant to visit my superior, Anton Antonich Syetochkin. He was the the only permanent acquaintance I have had in my life, and I even wonder at the fact myself now. But I even went to see him only when that phase came over me, and when my dreams had reached such a point of bliss that it became essential to embrace my fellows and all mankind immediately. And for that purpose I needed at least one human being at hand who actually existed. I had to call on Anton Antonich, however, on Tuesday — his at-home day; so I always had to adjust my passionate desire to embrace humanity so that it might fall on a Tuesday.
Fyodor Dostoevsky life
Every man has some reminiscences which he would not tell to everyone, but only to his friends. He has others which he would not reveal even to his friends, but only to himself, and that in secret. But finally there are still others which a man is even afraid to tell himself, and every decent man has a considerable number of such things stored away. That is, one can even say that the more decent he is, the greater the number of such things in his mind.
Fyodor Dostoevsky mind
It was not only that I could not become spiteful, I did not know how to become anything; neither spiteful nor kind, neither a rascal nor an honest man, neither a hero nor an insect. Now, I am living out my life in my corner, taunting myself with the spiteful and useless consolation that an intelligent man cannot become anything seriously, and it is only the fool who becomes anything.
Fyodor Dostoevsky life
Granted I am a babbler, a harmless vexatious babbler, like all of us. But what is to be done if the direct and sole vocation of every intelligent man is babble, that is, the intentional pouring of water through a sieve?
Fyodor Dostoevsky man
To care only for well-being seems to me positively ill-bred. Whether it's good or bad, it is sometimes very pleasant, too, to smash things.
Fyodor Dostoevsky time
And what is it in us that is mellowed by civilization? All it does, I’d say, is to develop in man a capacity to feel a greater variety of sensations. And nothing, absolutely nothing else. And through this development, man will yet learn how to enjoy bloodshed. Why, it has already happened . . . . Civilization has made man, if not always more bloodthirsty, at least more viciously, more horribly bloodthirsty.
Fyodor Dostoevsky joy
All writers, not ours alone but foreigners also, who have sought to represent Absolute Beauty, were unequal to the task, for it is an infinitely difficult one. The beautiful is the ideal ; but ideals, with us as in civilized Europe, have long been wavering. There is in the world only one figure of absolute beauty: . That infinitely lovely figure is, as a matter of course, an infinite marvel.
Fyodor Dostoevsky love
And now once again I asked myself the question: do I love her? And once more I could not answer, that is to say, again, for the hundreth time, I answered that I hated her.
Fyodor Dostoevsky love
Is it really not possible to touch the gaming table without being instantly infected by superstition?
Fyodor Dostoevsky wit
Taking a new step, uttering a new word, is what people fear most.
Fyodor Dostoevsky fear
Accept suffering and achieve atonement through it — that is what you must do.
Fyodor Dostoevsky men
Man grows used to everything, the scoundrel.
Fyodor Dostoevsky man
Talking nonsense is man's only privilege that distinguishes him from all other organisms.
Fyodor Dostoevsky man
"You're a gentleman," they used to say to him. "You shouldn't have gone murdering people with a hatchet; that's no occupation for a gentleman."
Fyodor Dostoevsky people
Do a man dirt, yourself you hurt.
Fyodor Dostoevsky self
Nothing in this world is harder than speaking the truth, nothing easier than flattery.
Fyodor Dostoevsky truth
If not reason, then the devil.
Fyodor Dostoevsky evil
Pain and suffering are always inevitable for a large intelligence and a deep heart. The really great men must, I think, have great sadness on Earth.
Fyodor Dostoevsky intelligence
It's life that matters, nothing but life — the process of discovering, the everlasting and perpetual process, not the discovery itself, at all.
Fyodor Dostoevsky life
Inventors and geniuses have almost always been looked on as no better than fools at the beginning of their career, and very frequently at the end of it also.
Fyodor Dostoevsky genius
A widow, the mother of a family, and from her heart she produces chords to which my whole being responds.
Fyodor Dostoevsky art
Lack of originality, everywhere, all over the world, from time immemorial, has always been considered the foremost quality and the recommendation of the active, efficient and practical man...
Fyodor Dostoevsky time
To kill someone for committing murder is a punishment incomparably worse than the crime itself. Murder by legal sentence is immeasurably more terrible than murder by brigands.
Fyodor Dostoevsky men
There are two sorts of mind: one that matters, and one that doesn't matter.
Fyodor Dostoevsky mind
A fool with a heart and no sense is just as unhappy as a fool with sense and no heart.
Fyodor Dostoevsky art
It was evident that he revived by fits and starts. He would suddenly come to himself from actual delirium for a few minutes; he would remember and talk with complete consciousness, chiefly in disconnected phrases which he had perhaps thought out and learnt by heart in the long weary hours of his illness, in his bed, in sleepless solitude.
Fyodor Dostoevsky art
To achieve perfection, one must first begin by not understanding many things! And if we understand too quickly, we may not understand well.
Fyodor Dostoevsky understanding
I consider you the most honest and truthful of men, more honest and truthful than anyone; and if they say that your mind . . . that is, that you're sometimes afflicted in your mind, it's unjust. I made up my mind about that, and disputed with others, because, though you really are mentally afflicted (you won't be angry with that, of course; I'm speaking from a higher point of view), yet the mind that matters is better in you than in any of them. It's something, in fact, they have never dreamed of. For there are two sorts of mind: one that matters, and one that doesn't matter.
Fyodor Dostoevsky truth
The prince says that the world will be saved by beauty! And I maintain that the reason he has such playful ideas is that he is in love.
Fyodor Dostoevsky love
I have never in my life met a man like him for noble simplicity, and boundless truthfulness. I understood from the way he talked that anyone who chose could deceive him, and that he would forgive anyone afterwards who had deceived him, and that was why I grew to love him.
Fyodor Dostoevsky love
Humiliate the reason and distort the soul...
Fyodor Dostoevsky soul
Nor is there any embarrassment in the fact that we're ridiculous, isn't it true? For it's actually so, we are ridiculous, light-minded, with bad habits, we're bored, we don't know how to look, how to understand, we're all like that, all, you, and I, and they! Now, you're not offended when I tell you to your face that you're ridiculous? And if so, aren't you material? You know, in my opinion it's sometimes even good to be ridiculous, if not better: we can the sooner forgive each other, the sooner humble ourselves; we can't understand everything at once, we cant start right out with perfection! To achieve perfection, one must first begin by not understanding many things! And if we understand too quickly, we may not understand well. This I tell you, you, who have already been able to understand. .. and not understand ... so much. I'm not afraid for you now;
Fyodor Dostoevsky time
Who consciously throws himself into the water or onto the knife?
Fyodor Dostoevsky self
Pass by us, and forgive us our happiness.
Fyodor Dostoevsky happiness
It's easier for a Russian to become an atheist than for anyone else in the world.
Fyodor Dostoevsky world
Also known as The Demons and The Devils
Fyodor Dostoevsky evil
Man is unhappy because he doesn't know he's happy. It's only that.
Fyodor Dostoevsky happy
Using primarily the translation of(1916) -
Fyodor Dostoevsky sin
I am a ridiculous man. They call me a madman now. That would be a distinct rise in my social position were it not that they still regard me as being as ridiculous as ever.
Fyodor Dostoevsky man
I learnt thelast— on the third of November, to be precise — and Ievery instant since.
Fyodor Dostoevsky sin
I am a ridiculous person. Now they call me a madman. That would be a promotion if it were not that I remain as ridiculous in theiras before. But now I do not resent it, they are all dear to me now, even when theyat me — and, indeed, it is just then that they are particularly dear to me. I could join in their laughter — not exactly at myself, but through affection for them, if I did not feel so sad as I look at them. Sad because they do not know theand I do know it. Oh, how hard it is to be the only one who knows the truth! But they won'tthat. No, they won't understand it.
Fyodor Dostoevsky truth
I gave up caring about anything, and all thedisappeared. And it was after that that I found out the . I learnt the truth last November — on the third of November, to be precise — and I remember every instant since.
Fyodor Dostoevsky truth
Thewas horribly , but one could distinctly see tattered , and between them fathomless black patches. Suddenly I noticed in one of these patches a , and began watching it intently. That was because that star had given me an : I decided to kill myself that .
Fyodor Dostoevsky self
, as we all , are very queer things: some parts are presented with appalling vividness, with details worked up with the elaborate finish of jewellery, while others one gallops through, as it were, without noticing them at all...
Fyodor Dostoevsky art
It seemed clear to me thatand thesomehow depended upon me now. I may almost say that the world now seemed created for me alone: if I shot myself the world would cease to be at least for me. I sayof its being likely that nothing will exist for anyone when I am gone, and that as soon as my consciousness is extinguished the whole world will vanish too and become void like a , as a mere appurtenance of my consciousness, for possibly all this world and all these people are only me myself.
Fyodor Dostoevsky people
They tease me now, telling me it was only a . But does it matter whether it was a dream or , if the dream madeto me the ?
Fyodor Dostoevsky dream
, as we all know, are very queer things: some parts are presented with appalling vividness, with details worked up with the elaborate finish of jewellery, while others one gallops through, as it were, without noticing them at all, as, for instance, through space and time. Dreams seem to be spurred on not bybut by , not by the head but by the , and yet what complicatedmy reason has played sometimes in dreams, what utterly incomprehensible things happen to it!
Fyodor Dostoevsky dreams
Yes, I dreamed a dream, my dream of the third of November. They tease me now, telling me it was only a dream. But does it matter whether it was a dream or , if the dream madeto me the ? If once one has recognized the truth and seen it, you know that it is the truth and that there is no other and there cannot be, whether you are asleep or awake. Let it be a dream, so be it, but that realof which you make so much I had meant to extinguish by , and my dream, my dream — oh, it revealed to me a different life, renewed,and full of !
Fyodor Dostoevsky life
I suddenly dreamt that I picked up the revolver and aimed it straight at my— my heart, and not my head; and I had determined beforehand to fire at my head, at my right temple. After aiming at my chest I waited a second or two, and suddenly my , my table, and the wall in front of me began moving and heaving. I made haste to pull the trigger.
Fyodor Dostoevsky art
In dreams you sometimes fall from a height, or are stabbed, or beaten, but you never feelunless, perhaps, you really bruise yourself against the bedstead, then you feel pain and almost always wake up from it. It was the same in my dream. I did not feel any pain, but it seemed as though with my shot everything within me was shaken and everything was suddenly dimmed, and it grew horribly black around me. I seemed to be blinded, and it benumbed, and I was lying on something hard, stretched on my back; I saw nothing, and could not make the slightest movement.
Fyodor Dostoevsky dreams
Theof the , the children of their sun — oh, howthey were!
Fyodor Dostoevsky children
On ourwe can onlywithand through suffering. We cannot love otherwise, and we know of no other sort of love. I want suffering into love. I long, I thirst, this very instant, towiththe earth that I have left, and I don't want, I won't accept life on any other!"
Fyodor Dostoevsky love
They showed me their , and I could notthe intensewith which they looked at them; it was as though they were talking with creatures like themselves.
Fyodor Dostoevsky wit
They showed me their , and I could not understand the intensewith which they looked at them; it was as though they were talking with creatures like themselves. And perhaps I shall not be mistaken if I say that they conversed with them. Yes, they had found their , and I am convinced that the trees understood them. They looked at alllike that — at thewho lived in peace with them and did not attack them, but loved them, conquered by their love. They pointed to theand told me something about them which I could not understand, but I am convinced that they were somehow in touch with the stars, not only in thought, but by some living channel.
Fyodor Dostoevsky love
They had no temples, but they had a real living and uninterruptedofwithof the ; they had no creed, but they had a certainthat when their earthlyhad reached the limits of earthly nature, then there would come for them, for the living and for the , a stillfullness of contact with the whole of the universe. They looked forward to that moment with joy, but without haste, not pining for it, but seeming to have a foretaste of it in their , of which they talked to one another.
Fyodor Dostoevsky war
The actual forms and images of my , that is, the very ones I really saw at the very time of my dream, were filled with such , were so lovely and enchanting and were so actual, that on awakening I was, of course, incapable of clothing them in our poor ...
Fyodor Dostoevsky love
They sang the praises of , of the , of the woods. They liked makingabout one another, and praised each other like ; they were the simplest songs, but they sprang from theirand went to one's heart. And not only in their songs but in all their lives they seemed to do nothing but admire one another. It was like being in love with each other, but an all-embracing, universal feeling.
Fyodor Dostoevsky love
How it could come to pass I do not know, but I remember it clearly. Theembraced thousands of years and left in me only a sense of the whole.
Fyodor Dostoevsky race
How it could come to pass I do not know, but I remember it clearly. Theembraced thousands of years and left in me only a sense of the whole. I only know that I was the cause of theirand downfall. Like a vile trichina, like a germ of the plague infecting whole kingdoms, so I contaminated all this , so happy and sinless before my coming. They learnt to lie, grew fond of lying, and discovered the charm of falsehood.
Fyodor Dostoevsky sin
All became soof the rights of their own personality that they did their very utmost to curtail and destroy them in others, and made that the chief thing in their lives.followed, even voluntary slavery; theeagerly submitted to the , on condition that the latter aided them to subdue the still weaker. Then there werewho came to these people, weeping, and talked to them of their , of their loss ofand due proportion, of their loss of . They were laughed at or pelted with stones.
Fyodor Dostoevsky people
I have seen the ; I have seen and I know thatcan beandwithout losing theofon . I will not and cannot believe thatis the normal condition of . And it is just thisof mine that theyat.
Fyodor Dostoevsky believe
I go to spread the tidings, I want to spread the tidings — of what? Of the , for I have seen it, have seen it with my own , have seen it in all its .
Fyodor Dostoevsky read
I have seen the ; I have seen and I know thatcan beandwithout losing theofon . I will not and cannot believe thatis the normal condition of . And it is just thisof mine that theyat. But how can I help believing it? I have seen the truth — it is not as though I had invented it with my , I have seen it, seen it, and the living image of it has filled myfor ever. I have seen it in such fullthat I cannotthat it is impossible forto have it.
Fyodor Dostoevsky truth
A ! What is a dream? And is not our life a dream? I will say more. Suppose that thiswill never come to pass (that I ), yet I shall go on preaching it. And yet howit is: in one , in one hour everything could be arranged at once! The chief thing is toothers like , that's the chief thing, and that's everything; nothing else is wanted — you will find out at once how to arrange it . And yet it's an oldwhich has been told and retold a billion times — but it has not formed part of our lives! Theofis higher than life, theof theofis higher than happiness — that is what one must contend against. And I shall. If only everyone wants it, it can be arranged at once.
Fyodor Dostoevsky life
Beauty is a terrible and awful thing! It is terrible because it has not been fathomed, for God sets us nothing but riddles.
Fyodor Dostoevsky home
Here the boundaries meet and all contradictions exist side by side.
Fyodor Dostoevsky
In most cases, people, even the most vicious, are much more naive and simple-minded than we assume them to be. And this is true of ourselves too.
Fyodor Dostoevsky people
There is no , and there can be no sin on all the , which the Lord will not forgive to the truly repentant!cannot commit a sin so great as to exhaust the infiniteof . Can there be a sin which could exceed the love of God?
Fyodor Dostoevsky love
If you are penitent, you love. And if you love you are of God. All things are atoned for, all things are saved by love. If I, a sinner even as you are, am tender with you and have pity on you, how much more will God have pity upon you. Love is such a priceless treasure that you can redeem the whole world by it, and cleanse not only your own sins but the sins of others.
Fyodor Dostoevsky love
If I seem happy to you . . . You could never say anything that would please me more. For men are made for , and anyone who is completely happy has a right to say to himself, 'I am doing God's will on earth.' All the righteous, all the , all the holy martyrs were happy.
Fyodor Dostoevsky art
Above all, avoid falsehood, every kind of falsehood, especially falseness to yourself. Watch over your own deceitfulness and look into it every hour, every minute.
Fyodor Dostoevsky self
If you were to destroy in mankind the belief in immortality, not only love but every living force maintaining the life of the world would at once be dried up. Moreover, nothing then would be immoral, everything would be lawful, even cannibalism.
Fyodor Dostoevsky love
Нет бессмертия души, так нет и добродетели, значит, всё позволено. ... Без бога-то и без будущей жизни? Ведь это, стало быть, теперь всё позволено, всё можно делать?
Fyodor Dostoevsky
Is there in the whole world a being who would have the right to forgive and could forgive? I don't want harmony. From love for humanity I don't want it. I would rather be left with the unavenged suffering. I would rather remain with my unavenged suffering and unsatisfied indignation, even if I were wrong. Besides, too high a price is asked for harmony; it's beyond our means to pay so much to enter on it. And so I hasten to give back my entrance ticket, and if I am an honest man I am bound to give it back as soon as possible. And that I am doing. It's not God that I don't accept, Alyosha, only I most respectfully return him the ticket.
Fyodor Dostoevsky love
The stupider one is, the closer one is to reality. The stupider one is, the clearer one is.is brief and artless, while intelligence wriggles and hides itself. Intelligence is a knave, but stupidity is honest and straightforward. Fathers and teachers, I ponder, "What is hell?" I maintain that it is the suffering of being unable to love.
Fyodor Dostoevsky love
'But,' I [Dmitri Karamazov] asked, 'how will man be after that? Without God and the future life? It means everything is permitted now, one can do anything?' 'Didn't you know?' he said. And he laughed. 'Everything is permitted to the intelligent man,' he said.
Fyodor Dostoevsky life
talk sometimes of a bestial cruelty, but that's a great injustice and insult to the beasts; a beast can never be so cruel as a man, so artistically cruel. The tiger only tears and gnaws, that's all he can do. He would never think of nailing people by the ears, even if he were able to do it.
Fyodor Dostoevsky time
I think thedoesn't exist, but man has created him, he has created him in his own image and likeness.
Fyodor Dostoevsky man
The awful thing is that beauty is mysterious as well as terrible. God and the devil are fighting there and the battlefield is the heart of man.
Fyodor Dostoevsky art
is a terrible and awful thing! It is terrible because it has not been fathomed, for God sets us nothing but riddles. Here the boundaries meet and all contradictions exist side by side.
Fyodor Dostoevsky home
Even those who have renouncedand attack it, in their inmost being still follow the Christian ideal, for hitherto neither their subtlety nor the ardor of their hearts has been able to create a higher ideal of man and of virtue than the ideal given by Christ.
Fyodor Dostoevsky art
A man who lies to himself, and believes his own lies, becomes unable to recognize truth, either in himself or in anyone else, and he ends up losing respect for himself and for others. When he has no respect for anyone, he can no longer love, and in him, he yields to his impulses, indulges in the lowest form of pleasure, and behaves in the end like an animal in satisfying his vices. And it all comes from lying — to others and to yourself.
Fyodor Dostoevsky love
What terrible tragedies realism inflicts on people.
Fyodor Dostoevsky people
Men reject their prophets and slay them, but they love their martyrs and honor those they have slain.
Fyodor Dostoevsky love

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