The Idiot

by Fyodor Dostoevsky

They know everything; all the restless curiosity of their mind and faculties is irrepressibly aimed in one direction, because of the absence of any more important opinions or interests in life,

right at this moment – your soul will fly out of your body, and you’ll no longer be a human being, and that this is certain; the main thing is that it’s certain.

To kill for murder is an immeasurably greater evil than the crime itself. Murder by judicial sentence is immeasurably more horrible than murder committed by a bandit.

Back then I knew nothing, and now I know even less. I’m in need of good people;

for it very often merely seems that there are no points in common, while in reality there are lots… it’s because people are lazy that they sort themselves into categories, and therefore can’t find anything…

‘An ex-am-in-ation?’ the general’s wife said slowly, and in the most profound bewilderment began once more to roll her eyes from her daughters to her husband and back again.

What an absolute queen. Stand your business.

It was there that something kept calling me somewhere, and I kept thinking that if I were to walk straight, walk for a very long time and go beyond that line, the line where earth meets sky, there the whole riddle around me would be solved and instantly I would see a new life, a thousand times more powerful and noisy than our own;

It turned out that the man had about five minutes left to live, no more. He said that those five minutes seemed to him an infinite length of time, an immense richness; it seemed to him that during those five minutes he would live so many lives that there was no point in thinking about the last moment yet,

Whether one showed you an execution or a little finger, you would extract an equally edifying thought from both of them, and would still be content. That’s the way to get on in life.’

have you ever felt that, when you were frightened or at moments of great terror, when all of your reason remains but has no power any more?

knowing how easily the habits of luxury are acquired and how difficult it is later to give them up, when luxury gradually turns into necessity.

‘Yes, it would indeed be fun!’ observed Nastasya Filippovna,

This girl loves drama omg. This with going to her potential husband's family home with the intention of insulting them, what a fucking queen lol.

‘I have no wit, Nastasya Filippovna, and that’s why I talk too much!’

Honestly so real. Two ears one mouth people (unfortunately).

I’m not a thief; I just stole something, I don’t know why.

Defined or not by actions that take dictatorship over our minds. As doing something whimsical requires a lack of control otherwise restraint would be present.