Man is sometimes extraordinarily, passionately, in love with suffering...
I tell you solemnly, that I have many times tried to become an insect. But I was not equal even to that. I swear, gentlemen, that to be too conscious is an illness- a real thorough-going illness.
No one is your judge now,' Mavriky Nikolayevich stated firmly, ‘may God forgive you; I'm less worthy than anyone of being your judge!
He so respected his wife, and at times so feared her, that he actually, in fact, loved her.
They sat side by side, sad and weary, like shipwrecked sailors on a deserted shore.
And what aim in life is more important or sacred than a parental aim?
Yes, they certainly are poor — Oh, my God, how poor! At the same time, never a sound comes from their room. It is as though not a soul were living in it. Never does one hear even the children — which is an unusual thing, seeing that children are ever ready to sport and play, and if they fail to do so it is a bad sign.
It was all quite natural, human beings are created in order to torment one another.
I may be wicked, but still I gave an onion.