Să minți cu originalitate este chiar mai bine decât adevărul unui străin; în primul caz ești om, dar în al doilea ești numai o pasăre !
Fyodor DostoevskyI exaggerate everything, that is where I go wrong.
Fyodor DostoevskyIn fact, I believe that the best definition of man is the ungrateful biped.
Fyodor DostoevskyВинаги така става с тези шилеровски прекрасни души; до последния момент кичат човека с паунови пера, до последния момент очакват само хубаво, не лошо и макар да предчувстват обратната страна на медала, за нищо на света няма да си го кажат направо; само като си помислят за това, настръхват; с две ръце се бранят от истината, докато човекът, когото са идеализирали, собственоръчно не им изиграе номер.
Fyodor DostoevskyHe did not know that the new life would not be given him for nothing, that he would have to pay dearly for it, that it would cost him great striving, great suffering.
But that is the beginning of a new story -- the story of the gradual renewal of a man, the story of his gradual regeneration, of his passing from one world into another, of his initiation into a new unknown life. That might be the subject of a new story, but our present story is ended.
Remember particularly that you cannot be a judge of anyone. For no one can judge a criminal until he recognizes that he is just such a criminal as the man standing before him, and that he perhaps is more than all men to blame for that crime. When he understands that, he will be able to be a judge. Though that sounds absurd, it is true. If I had been righteous myself, perhaps there would have been no criminal standing before me. If you can take upon yourself the crime of the criminal your heart is judging, take it at once, suffer for him yourself, and let him go without reproach. And even if the law itself makes you his judge, act in the same spirit so far as possible, for he will go away and condemn himself more bitterly than you have done. If, after your kiss, he goes away untouched, mocking at you, do not let that be a stumbling-block to you. It shows his time has not yet come, but it will come in due course. And if it come not, no matter; if not he, then another in his place will understand and suffer, and judge and condemn himself, and the truth will be fulfilled. Believe that, believe it without doubt; for in that lies all the hope and faith of the saints.
Fyodor DostoevskyYou must know that there is nothing higher and stronger and more wholesome and good for life in the future than some good memory, especially a memory of childhood, of home. People talk to you a great deal about your education, but some good, sacred memory, preserved from childhood, is perhaps the best education. If a man carries many such memories with him into life, he is safe to the end of his days, and if one has only one good memory left in one's heart, even that may sometime be the means of saving us. Perhaps we may even grow wicked later on, may be unable to refrain from a bad action, may laugh at men's tears and at those people who say as Kolya did just now, 'I want to suffer for all men,' and may even jeer spitefully at such people. But however bad we may become—which God forbid—[…] if we do become so will not dare to laugh inwardly at having been kind and good at this moment! What's more, perhaps, that one memory may keep him from great evil and he will reflect and say, 'Yes, I was good and brave and honest then!' Let him laugh to himself, that's no matter, a man often laughs at what's good and kind. That's only from thoughtlessness. But I assure you, boys, that as he laughs he will say at once in his heart, 'No, I do wrong to laugh, for that's not a thing to laugh at.
Fyodor DostoevskyYou magnify your failure to a crime, Vasya.
Fyodor Dostoevskyكثير من البشر يتحول الاستدلال المنطقي عندهم أحيانا إلى عاطفة قوية تستولي على وجودهم كله، فيصعب جدا طردها أو تعديلها. فلكي نشفي إنسانا أصيب بهذا الداء يجب علينا أن نغير هذه العاطفة، و هذا لا يكون ممكنا إلا بأن نحل محل هذه العاطفة قوة أخرى تساويها
Fyodor DostoevskyCes gens-là, la minute d’avant, ne savent pas s’ils vous égorgeront ou non, et puis, une fois qu’ils tiennent un couteau entre leurs mains tremblantes, et qu’ils sentent le premier jet de sang sur leurs doigts, il ne leur suffit plus de vous égorger, il faut qu’ils vous coupent la tête, tout net : « houp ! » comme disent les forçats. C’est bien cela !
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