Fyodor Dostoyevsky Quotes
The mystery of human existence lies not in just staying alive, but in finding something to live for.
What is hell? I maintain that it is the suffering of being unable to love.
Nothing in this world is harder than speaking the truth, nothing easier than flattery.
The darker the night, the brighter the stars, The deeper the grief, the closer is God!
It takes something more than intelligence to act intelligently.
If you want to be respected by others, the great thing is to respect yourself. Only by that, only by self-respect will you compel others to respect you.
Much unhappiness has come into the world because of bewilderment and things left unsaid.
Above all, avoid falsehood, every kind of falsehood, especially falseness to yourself. Watch over your own deceitfulness and look into it every hour, every minute.
A cultivated and decent man cannot be vain without setting a fearfully high standard for himself, and without despising and almost hating himself at certain moments.
To go wrong in one's own way is better than to go right in someone else's.
Intelligence alone is not nearly enough when it comes to acting wisely.
Reality is infinitely diverse, compared with even the subtlest conclusions of abstract thought, and does not allow of clear-cut and sweeping distinctions. Reality resists classification.
It is not as a child that I believe and confess Jesus Christ. My hosanna is born of a furnace of doubt.
Love the animals: God has given them the rudiments of thought and joy untroubled.
Suffering is part and parcel of extensive intelligence and a feeling heart.
Drive nature out of the door and it will fly in at the window
Loving someone is different from being in love with someone. You can hate someone you're in love with
Grown-up people do not know that a child can give exceedingly good advice even in the most difficult case.
God has such gladness every time he sees from heaven that a sinner is praying to Him with all his heart, as a mother has when she sees the first smile on her baby's face.
The whole work of man really seems to consist in nothing but proving to himself every minute that he is a man and not a piano key.
Was it all put into words, or did both understand that they had the same thing at heart and in their minds, so that there was no need to speak of it aloud, and better not to speak of it?
The man who has a conscience suffers whilst acknowledging his sin. That is his punishment.
Through error you come to the truth! I am a man because I err! You never reach any truth without making fourteen mistakes and very likely a hundred and fourteen.
But man is a fickle and disreputable creature and perhaps, like a chess-player, is interested in the process of attaining his goal rather than the goal itself.
They have succeeded in accumulating a greater mass of objects, but the joy in the world has grown less.
Killing myself was a matter of such indifference to me that I felt like waiting for a moment when it would make some difference.
Love the animals. God has given them the rudiments of thought and joy untroubled. Don't trouble it, don't harass them, don't deprive them of their happiness, don't work against God's intent.
My God, a moment of bliss. Why, isn't that enough for a whole lifetime?
It was a wonderful night, such a night as is only possible when we are young, dear reader.
You see I kept asking myself then: why am I so stupid that if others are stupid—and I know they are—yet I won't be wiser?
I say let the world go to hell, but I should always have my tea.
But I always liked side-paths, little dark back-alleys behind the main road- there one finds adventures and surprises, and precious metal in the dirt.
Break what must be broken, once for all, that's all, and take the suffering on oneself.
Man is a mystery. It needs to be unravelled, and if you spend your whole life unravelling it, don't say that you've wasted time. I am studying that mystery because I want to be a human being.
Schoolboys are a merciless race, individually they are angels, but together, especially in schools, they are often merciless.
In the end they will lay their freedom at our feet and say to us, Make us your slaves, but feed us.
