Because everyone is guilty for everyone else. For all the 'wee ones,' because there are little children and big children. All people are 'wee ones.' And I'll go for all of them, because there must be someone who will go for all of them.

Fyodor Dostoevsky

Fyodor Dostoevsky

Profession: Author
Nationality: Russian

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It's perfectly clear to me now that it was I who, owing to my boundless vanity, and hence also my exactingness towards myself, very often looked upon myself with furious dissatisfaction, reaching the point of loathing, and therefore mentally attributed my view to everyone else.

My friend, the truth is always implausible.

I could not become anything; neither good nor bad; neither a scoundrel nor an honest man; neither a hero nor an insect. And now I am eking out my days in my corner, taunting myself with the bitter and entirely useless consolation that an intelligent man cannot seriously become anything, that only a fool can become something.

But of course that is because I do not respect myself. Can a man of perception respect himself at all? Come, can a man who attempts to find enjoyment in the very feeling of his own degradation possibly have a spark of respect for himself?

For the secret of man's being is not only to live but to have something to live for.

Do not answer, be silent. After all, what could you say? I know too well what you would say. And you have no right to add anything to what you already said once.

What made them necessarily imagine that what man needs is necessarily a reasonably profitable wanting? Man needs only independent wanting, whatever this independence may cost and wherever it may lead. Well, and this wanting, the devil knows...

For though your mind is active enough, your heart is darkened with corruption, and without a pure heart there can be no full or genuine sensibility.

I am a sick man...I am a spiteful man. An unattractive man. I think that my liver hurts.

Right or wrong, it's very pleasant to break something from time to time.

De mens is een schooier, hij went aan alles.

Precious memories may remain even of a bad home, if only the hearth knows how to find what is precious.

In any case, you must remember, my dearest, that the main strength of innocence is innocence itself. farewell.

Everyone must look out for himself, and the best time is had by those who're best able to decieve themselves.