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Fyodor Dostoevsky

  • dream sunnyhar citeretsidste år
    As the children grow up you feel that you are an example, a support for them; that even after you die your children will always keep your thoughts and feelings, because they have received them from you, they will take on your semblance and likeness.
  • khushikapoor0103har citeretfor 10 måneder siden
    Have you lived or not? Look, one says to oneself, look how cold the world is growing
  • b3749836858har citeretfor 7 måneder siden
    Why am I going there now? Am I capable of that? Is that serious? It is not serious at all. It’s simply a fantasy to amuse myself; a plaything! Yes, maybe it is a plaything.”
  • guillerma guillermahar citeretsidste år
    He felt utterly broken: darkness and confusion were in his soul.
  • Wisteriahar citeretsidste år
    I am talking too much. It’s because I chatter that I do nothing. Or perhaps it is that I chatter because I do nothing
  • aishath asy hussainhar citeretsidste år
    He had become so completely absorbed in himself, and isolated from his fellows that he dreaded meeting, not only his landlady, but anyone at all.
  • se0enahar citeretsidste år
    Why, do you suppose he really loves you, that lover of yours? I don’t believe it. How can he love you when he knows you may be called away from him any minute? He would be a low fellow if he did! Will he have a grain of respect for you? What have you in common with him? He laughs at you and robs you—that is all his love amounts to! You are lucky if he does not beat you. Very likely he does beat you, too. Ask him, if you have got one, whether he will marry you. He will laugh in your face, if he doesn’t spit in it or give you a blow—though maybe he is not worth a bad halfpenny himself. And for what have you ruined your life, if you come to think of it?
  • b3749836858har citeretfor 7 måneder siden
    Soon he sank into deep thought, or more accurately speaking into a complete blankness of mind;
  • b3749836858har citeretfor 7 måneder siden
    At these moments he would become conscious that his ideas were sometimes in a tangle
  • Arooma Zehrahar citeretfor 8 måneder siden
    “Let you go? You dare tell me to let you go? Do you know what I’ll do with you directly? I’ll pick you up, tie you up in a bundle, carry you home under my arm and lock you up!”
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