What, the priest? I don't want him. You haven't got a rouble to spare. I have no sins. God must forgive me without that. He knows how I have suffered.... And if He won't forgive me, I don't care!
When I fall into the abyss, I go straight into it, head down and heels up, and I'm even pleased that I'm falling in such a position.
When you choose an elder, you renounce your own will and yield it to him in complete submission, complete.
When reason fails, the devil helps!
WHEN he was half-way there, the keen dry wind that had been blowing early that morning rose again, and a fine dry snow began falling thickly. It did not lie on the ground, but was whirled about by the wind, and soon there was a regular snowstorm.
When you were talking to me here, I couldn’t sit still; when you cried here, when you tormented yourself because you were jilted, because your love was slighted and disregarded, I felt that in my heart there was so much love for you.
What’s more certain than anything is that your pity is even stronger than my love!
What’s more, any memoirs by eyewitnesses are a treasure, no matter who the eyewitness happens to be. Don’t you think so?
What’s going on there I don’t understand and have never understood: either she loves you beyond all bounds, or… if she loves you, then why does she want to get you married to someone else? She says: I want to see him happy – that means she loves you.