Equality is to be found only in the spiritual dignity of man.

Some suggestions for you :

Do you understand that the Luzhin smartness is just the same thing as Sonia's and may be worse, viler, baser, because in your case, Dounia, it 's a bargain for luxuries, after all, but with Sonia it's simply a question of starvation.

A contemptible person, but ready to face suffering!

And indeed, here I am posing an idle question of my own now: which is better - cheap happiness or sublime suffering?

Most likely not, but he believed solely because he desired to believe and possibly he fully believed in his secret heart, even when he said: "I do not believe till I see".

One circumstance tormented me then: Namely, that no one else was like me, and I was like no one else. I am only one, and they are all.

For broad understanding and deep feeling, you need pain and suffering. I believe really great men must experience great sadness in the world.

There is no subject so old that something new cannot be said about it.

Moreover, unready as you are, you don't need such a great martyr's cross. If you had killed father, I would regret that you rejected your cross. But you're innocent, and such a cross is too much for you.

He made a point of never asserting himself when he would gain more by keeping in the background.

If the suffering of children goes to swell the sum of sufferings which was necessary to pay for truth, then I protest that the truth is not worth such a price.

A decent, educated man cannot afford the luxury of vanity without being exceedingly exacting with himself and without occasionally despising himself to the point of hatred.

Poor people are subject to fancies — this is a provision of nature.

Well, yes, yes, to be enslaved to you is a pleasure. There is, there is pleasure in the ultimate degree of humiliation and insignificance!" I went on raving. "Devil knows, maybe there is in the knout, too, when the knout comes down on your back and tears your flesh to pieces...But maybe I want to try other pleasures as well.

One can love one's neighbours in the abstract, or even at a distance, but at close quarters it's almost impossible.