A cultivated and decent man cannot be vain without setting a fearfully high standard for himself, and without despising and almost hating… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“I'm now asking an idle question of my own: which is better--cheap happiness, or lofty suffering? Well, which is better?” — Fyodor Dostoyevsky Copy Share Image
“But a man is a frivolous and incongruous creature, and perhaps, like a chess player, loves the process of the game, not… — Fydor Dostoyevsky Copy Share Image
To be acutely conscious is a disease, a real, honest-to-goodness disease. — Fyodor Dostoevsky Copy Share Image
One's own free unfettered choice, one's own caprice-however wild it may be, one's own fancy worked up at times to frenzy-is that… — Fyodor Dostoevsky Copy Share Image
I am a sick man...I am a spiteful man. An unattractive man. I think that my liver hurts. — Fyodor Dostoevsky Copy Share Image
“reaching through time and speaking directly to him: Dostoyevsky’s Notes from the Underground. “I recognize myself” — Michael Finkel Copy Share Image
“Don't you see, gentlemen? Reason is a fine thing, there's no question about it, but reason is only reason and only satisfies… — Dostoyevsky Fyodor Copy Share Image
“I swear, gentlemen, that to be too conscious is an illness - a real thorough-going illness.” — Fyodor Dostoyevsky Copy Share Image
“The only gain of civilisation for mankind is the greater capacity for variety of sensations - and absolutely nothing more.” — Fyodor Dostoyevsky Copy Share Image
“The digital age believes in the rational ordering of human beings. We believe that information will eventually solve every conceivable problem.” — R.F. Georgy Copy Share Image
This story ["The Depressed Person"] was the most painful thing I ever wrote. It's about narcissism, which is a part of depression.… — David Foster Wallace Copy Share Image
“There is no evidence from anywhere in the world that harm reduction measures encourage drug use. Denying addicts humane assistance multiplies their… — Gabor Maté Copy Share Image
Every man has some reminiscences which he would not tell to everyone, but only to his friends. — Fyodor Dostoevsky Copy Share Image