The most offensive is not their lying - one can always forgive lying - lying is a delightful thing, for it leads to truth - what is offensive is that they lie and worship their own lying. Fyodor Dostoevsky More Quotes by Fyodor Dostoevsky More Quotes From Fyodor Dostoevsky I wanted to fathom her secrets; I wanted her to come to me and say: "I love you," and if not that, if that was senseless insanity, then...well, what was there to care about? Did I know what I wanted? I was like one demented: all I wanted was to be near her, in the halo of her glory, in her radiance, always, for ever, all my life. I knew nothing more! Fyodor Dostoevsky secret love-you insanity I am told that the proximity of punishment arouses real repentance in the criminal and sometimes awakens a feeling of genuine remorse in the most hardened heart; I am told this is due to fear. Fyodor Dostoevsky punishment real heart Where is it I've read that someone condemned to death says or thinks, an hour before his death, that if he had to live on some high rock, on such a narrow ledge that he'd only room to stand, and the ocean, everlasting darkness, everlasting solitude, everlasting tempest around him, if he had to remain standing on a square yard of space all his life, a thousand years, eternity, it were better to live so than to die at once. Only to live, to live and live! Life, whatever it may be! Fyodor Dostoevsky live-life ocean thinking I am a sick man...I am a spiteful man. I am an unattractive man. I think my liver is diseased. Then again, I don't know a thing about my illness; I'm not even sure what hurts. Fyodor Dostoevsky hurt men thinking A man would still do something out of sheer perversity - he would create destruction and chaos - just to gain his point...and if all this could in turn be analyzed and prevented by predicting that it would occur, then man would deliberately go mad to prove his point. Fyodor Dostoevsky mad humanity men I drink because I wish to multiply my sufferings. Fyodor Dostoevsky drink suffering wish What do you think, would not one tiny crime be wiped out by thousands of good deeds? Fyodor Dostoevsky tiny deeds thinking You see I kept asking myself then: why am I so stupid that if others are stupid—and I know they are—yet I won't be wiser? Fyodor Dostoevsky punishment stupid asking God is necessary, and therefore must exist...But I know that he does not and cannot exist...Don't you understand that a man with these two thoughts cannot go on living? Fyodor Dostoevsky doe men two There is no object on earth which cannot be looked at from a cosmic point of view. Fyodor Dostoevsky earth views attitude Love the animals. God has given them the rudiments of thought and joy untroubled. Don't trouble it, don't harass them, don't deprive them of their happiness, don't work against God's intent. Fyodor Dostoevsky vegetarianism joy animal If the spirit has passed through a great many sensations, possibly it can no longer be sated with them, but grows more excited, and demands more sensations, and stronger and stronger ones, until at length it falls exhausted. Fyodor Dostoevsky demand stronger fall Two times two will be four even without my will. Is that what you call man's free will? Fyodor Dostoevsky four men two In a way there's only a fine shade of difference between the healthy and the deranged. Fyodor Dostoevsky shade differences healthy a man is no example for a woman. It’s a different thing. Fyodor Dostoevsky different example men Humiliate the reason and distort the soul. Fyodor Dostoevsky humiliate soul reason Brother, I’m not depressed and haven’t lost spirit. Life everywhere is life, life is in ourselves and not in the external. There will be people near me, and to be a human being among human beings, and remain one forever, no matter what misfortunes befall, not to become depressed, and not to falter – this is what life is, herein lies its task. Fyodor Dostoevsky brother lying people Being in love doesn't mean loving. Fyodor Dostoevsky being-in-love mean To live without Hope is to Cease to live. Fyodor Dostoevsky hoping-for-the-best deep-thought hope We have all lost touch with life, we all limp, each to a greater or lesser degree. Fyodor Dostoevsky degrees greater lost
