Status Updates From Beyaz Geceler

I’m excited to see how this goes this book is my introduction to Fyoder work.

“Onde foste enterrar o teu tempo mais precioso? Viveste verdadeiramente?”

Dostoevsky is a joy to read. I wish I knew the guy.

...how is it that we can’t all be like brothers together? Why is it that even the best of men always seem to hide something from other people and to keep something back? Why not say straight out what is in one’s heart, when one knows that one is not speaking idly? As it is everyone seems harsher than he really is, as though all were afraid of doing injustice to their feelings by being too quick to express them

l’angoisse fr

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“…our dreamer, worn out and exhausted, flings himself on his bed and drops asleep with thrills of delight in his morbidly overwrought spirit, and with a weary sweet ache in his heart?… one deceives oneself and unconsciously believes that real true passion is stirring one’s soul; one unconsciously believes that there is something living, tangible in one’s immaterial dreams! And is it delusion?”

This book makes me feel alive

laro si ate kong nastenka HAHAHHAHAHAHA

“I am a dreamer; I have so little real life that I look upon such moments as this now as so rare that I cannot help going over such moments again in my dreams. I shall be dreaming of you all night, a whole week, a whole year. I shall certainly come here tomorrow, just here to this place, just at the same hour, and I shall be happy remembering today. This place is dear to me already.”

“How can I speak well, tactfully, and to the point… I don’t know how to be silent when my heart is speaking.”

biedny zestresował się rozmową z kobietą (reluje)

Dang it

ياما انت كريم يا رب

PLEASE DONT BE A PEDOPHILE

the narrator is such a simp HAHAHHAHA

Oh, okay. This is actually kinda wholesome

"i create entire love stories in my dreams" ME AFFFFFF

warum ist der direkt obsessed mit dem girl?? calm down 🤨

😲

“The sky was so starry, such a bright sky, that, looking at it, one involuntarily had to ask oneself: is it really possible for all sorts of angry and capricious people to live under such a sky?”

“Небо было такое звездное, такое светлое небо, что, взглянув на него, невольно нужно было спросить себя: неужели же могут жить под таким небом разные сердитые и капризные люди?”

Oh Im not okay

El melancólico menos pinche alucín.

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“But this terrible time has yet to come – he desires nothing, because he is above desire, because he has everything, because he is sated, because he himself is the artist of his life and he creates it for himself every hour to suit his latest whim.”

“He thinks that this is a poor, pitiful life, not anticipating that perhaps some day the sad hour will strike for him as well, when for a single day of this pitiful life he would give up all of his fantastic years, and give them up not for joy, or for happiness, and without wishing to choose in this hour of sadness, repentance and boundless sorrow.“

I create entire love stories in my dreams

I don’t know how to keep quiet when my heart is speaking inside me