Here, brother, contempt is no use, even if he does despise Grushenka. He may despise her, but he still can't tear himself away from her.
You are not capable of insulting, even in thought, her who so loved and so loves you.
But the conquest of fear was what fascinated them. The continual ecstasy of vanquishing and the consciousness that no one could vanquish them was what attracted them.
Talk nonsense but talk your own nonsense and I'll kiss you for it.
No, it was not the money that I valued—what I wanted was to make all this mob of Heintzes, hotel proprietors, and fine ladies of Baden talk about me, recount my story, wonder at me, extol my doings, and worship my winnings.
This complete ignorance of the realities, this innocent view of mankind, is what, in my opinion, constitutes the truly aristocratic.