“It is true I am a complete stranger to these people, but they are not strangers to me.” — Fyodor Dostoevsky Copy Share Image
“Would you believe, when you look at him, dear Nastenka, that indeed he has never known her whom he loves so in… — Fyodor Dostoevsky Copy Share Image
“You know it will be sad to be left alone, utterly alone, and to have not even anything to regret - nothing,… — Fyodor Dostoevsky Copy Share Image
“Do you know that, maybe, I shall leave off grieving over the crime and sin of my life? for such a life… — Fyodor Dostoevsky Copy Share Image
“[…] he is the artist of his own life, and created it for himself every hours to suit his latest whim.” — Fyodor Dostoevsky Copy Share Image
“There is something inn expressly touching in nature round Petersburg, when at the approach of spring she puts forth all her might,… — 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 Image
... you are a man still young, so to say, in your first youth and so put intellect above everything ... — Fyodor Dostoevsky Copy Share Image
“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 Image
“It is true I am a complete stranger to these people, but they are not strangers to me.” — Fyodor Dostoevsky Copy Share Image
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 Image
They have this social justification for every nasty thing they do! — Fyodor Dostoevsky Copy Share Image
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 Image
“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 Image
The death of a child is the greatest reason to doubt the existence of God. — Fyodor Dostoevsky Copy Share Image
