“Man only likes to count his troubles; he doesn't calculate his happiness.” — Fyodor Dostoevsky Copy Share Image
My God, a moment of bliss. Why, isn't that enough for a whole lifetime? — Fyodor Dostoevsky Copy Share Image
Men like to to count their troubles; few calculate their happiness. — Fyodor Dostoevsky Copy Share Image
Man only likes to count his troubles, but he does not count his joys. — Fyodor Dostoevsky Copy Share Image
Happiness lies not in happiness but only in the attempt to achieve it. — Fyodor Dostoevsky Copy Share Image
A single day is sufficient for a man to discover what happiness is. — Fyodor Dostoevsky Copy Share Image
Happiness does not lie in happiness, but in the achievement of it. — Fyodor Dostoevsky Copy Share Image
Man is unhappy because he doesn't know he's happy. If anyone finds out he'll become happy at once. — Fyodor Dostoevsky Copy Share Image
It is always so, when we are unhappy we feel more strongly the unhappiness of others; our feeling is not shattered, but… — Fyodor Dostoevsky Copy Share Image
And if there's love, you can do without happiness too. Even with sorrow, life is sweet. — Fyodor Dostoevsky Copy Share Image
And, indeed, I will at this point ask an idle question on my own account: which is better — cheap happiness or… — Fyodor Dostoevsky Copy Share Image
“God Lord, only a moment of bliss, isn't such a moment sufficient for the whole of a man's life?” — Fyodor Dostoevsky Copy Share Image
Beyond the grave they will find nothing but death. But we shall keep the secret, and for their happiness we shall allure… — Fyodor Dostoevsky Copy Share Image
Man is fond of counting his troubles, but he does not count his joys. If he counted them up as he ought… — Fyodor Dostoevsky Copy Share Image
Shower on him every blessing, drown him in a sea of happiness, give him economic prosperity such that he should have nothing… — Fyodor Dostoevsky Copy Share Image
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… — Fyodor Dostoevsky Copy Share Image
There are three forces, the only three forces capable of conquering and enslaving forever the conscience of these weak rebels in the… — Fyodor Dostoevsky Copy Share Image
If I seem happy to you . . . You could never say anything that would please me more. For men are… — Fyodor Dostoevsky Copy Share Image
“...I believe that you are sincere and good at heart. If you do not attain happiness, always remember that you are on… — Fyodor Dostoevsky Copy Share Image
“I am a dreamer. I know so little of real life that I just can't help re-living such moments as these in… — Fyodor Dostoevsky Copy Share Image
Believe to the end, even if all men went astray and you were left the only one faithful; bring your offering even then and… — Fyodor Dostoevsky Copy Share
... you are a man still young, so to say, in your first youth and so put intellect above everything ... — Fyodor Dostoevsky Copy Share
“There is only one salvation for you: take yourself up, and make yourself responsible for all the sins of men. For indeed it is… — Fyodor Dostoevsky Copy Share
“It is true I am a complete stranger to these people, but they are not strangers to me.” — Fyodor Dostoevsky Copy Share
Love to throw yourself on the earth and kiss it. Kiss the earth and love it with an unceasing, consuming love. — Fyodor Dostoevsky Copy Share
If you are penitent, you love. And if you love you are of God. All things are atoned for, all things are saved by… — Fyodor Dostoevsky Copy Share
“To kill for murder is a punishment incomparably worse than the crime itself. Murder by legal sentence is immeasurably more terrible than murder by… — Fyodor Dostoevsky Copy Share
The death of a child is the greatest reason to doubt the existence of God. — Fyodor Dostoevsky Copy Share
In a way there's only a fine shade of difference between the healthy and the deranged. — Fyodor Dostoevsky Copy Share
“Now answer me, sincerely, honestly, who lives past forty? I'll tell you who does: fools and scoundrels.” — Fyodor Dostoevsky Copy Share
“There are crimes that are truly uncomely. With crimes, whatever they may be, the more blood, the more horror there is, the more imposing… — Fyodor Dostoevsky Copy Share
