Inspirational Quotes by Fyodor Dostoevsky

“When you’re older, you will see yourself what significance age has upon convictions.”

“Ah genclik! Genclik! Pervasizca,umursamadan gidiyorsun kendi yolunda-dünyanin bütün hazineleri seninmiş gibi;keder bile seni umutlandırıyor,acı bile alnına çok güzel oturuyor.Özgüvenli ve küstahsın ve "sadece ben canlıyım,bakın!" diyorsun.Kendi günlerin hızla uçup,hiçbir iz bırakmadan yok olur ve içinmdeki her şey güneşin altında eriyip giderken bile mum gibi...kar gibi..ve belki de senin sihrinin bütün sırrı istediğin her şeyi yapabilme gücünde değil,yapmayacağın hiçbir şey olmadığını düşünme gücünde saklı.(İlk Aşk-Turgenyev)”

“Quanto a Emma, non si chiedeva se lo amasse. Ella credeva che l'amore dovesse arrivare all'improvviso, con fragori e folgori; uragano dei cieli che cade sulla vita, la sconvolge, strappa via le volontà come foglie, e trascina all'abisso il cuore intero. Ella non sapeva che sulle terrazze delle case la pioggia forma laghetti quando le grondaie sono ingorgate, e avrebbe continuato a credersi al sicuro, quando a un tratto scoprì una crepa nel muro.”

“Polly asked him questions that were full of guile, and very deep—for she wanted to trap him into damaging revealments. Like many other simple-hearted souls, it was her pet vanity to believe she was endowed with a talent for dark and mysterious diplomacy, and she loved to contemplate her most transparent devices as marvels of low cunning. Said she: "Tom, it was middling warm in school, warn't it?" "Yes'm." "Powerful warm, warn't it?" "Yes'm." "Didn't you want to go in a-swimming, Tom?" A bit of a scare shot through Tom—a touch of uncomfortable suspicion. He searched Aunt Polly's face, but it told him nothing. So he said: "No'm—well, not very much.”

“SO endeth this chronicle. It being strictly a history of a boy, it must stop here; the story could not go much further without becoming the history of a man. When one writes a novel about grown people, he knows exactly where to stop—that is, with a marriage; but when he writes of juveniles, he must stop where he best can. Most”

“Peter was agreeable. So Tom pried his mouth open and poured down the Pain-killer. Peter sprang a couple of yards in the air, and then delivered a war-whoop and set off round and round the room, banging against furniture, upsetting flower-pots, and making general havoc. Next he rose on his hind feet and pranced around, in a frenzy of enjoyment, with his head over his shoulder and his voice proclaiming his unappeasable happiness. Then he went tearing around the house again spreading chaos and destruction in his path. Aunt Polly entered in time to”

“A body can't be too partic'lar how they talk 'bout these-yer dead people, Tom.”

“Pleasures, like schoolboys in a school courtyard, had so trampled upon his heart that no green thing grew there, and that which passed through it, more heedless than children, did not even, like them, leave a name carved upon the wall.”

“Madame was in her room upstairs. She wore an open dressing gown that showed between the shawl facings of her bodice a pleated chamisette with three gold buttons. Her belt was a corded girdle with great tassels, and her small garnet coloured slippers had a large knot of ribbon that fell over her instep. She had bought herself a blotting book, writing case, pen-holder, and envelopes, although she had no one to write to; she dusted her what-not, looked at herself in the glass, picked up a book, and then, dreaming between the lines, let it drop on her knees. She longed to travel or to go back to her convent. She wished at the same time to die and to live in Paris.”

“I’ll always come to see you, all my life,” Alyosha answered firmly.”

“But the greatness of it lies just in the fact that it is a mystery--that the passing earthly show and the eternal verity are brought together in it.”

“She fell on her knees before him as though in a sudden frenzy. “I’ve been waiting all my life for someone like you, I knew that someone like you would come and forgive me. I believed that, nasty as I am, someone would really love me, not only with a shameful love!”

“Man, do not pride yourself on superiority to the animals; they are without sin, and you, with your greatness, defile the earth by your appearance on it, and leave the traces of your foulness after you- alas,”

“Yes, man is broad, too broad, indeed. I'd have him narrower”

“I shut my eyes and ask myself, ‘Would you persevere long on that path? And if the patient whose wounds you are washing did not meet you with gratitude, but worried you with his whims, without valuing or remarking your charitable services, began abusing you and rudely commanding you, and complaining to the superior authorities of you (which often happens when people are in great suffering)—what then? Would you persevere in your love, or not?’ And do you know, I came with horror to the conclusion that, if anything could dissipate my love to humanity, it would be ingratitude. In short, I am a hired servant, I expect my payment at once—that is, praise, and the repayment of love with love. Otherwise I am incapable of loving anyone.”

“Even then, if the cliff, chosen and cherished from long ago, had not been so picturesque, if it had been merely a flat, prosaic bank, the suicide might not have taken place at all.”

“Russia. I speak not only to fathers here, but to all fathers I cry out: ‘Fathers, provoke not your children!’ Let us first fulfill Christ’s commandment ourselves, and only then let us expect the same of our children.”

“Essentially, this is undoubtedly what had to happen. But Rome as a state retained too much of pagan civilization and wisdom—for example, the very aims and basic principles of the state. Whereas Christ’s Church, having entered the state, no doubt could give up none of its own basic principles, of that rock on which it stood, and could pursue none but its own aims, once firmly established and shown to it by the Lord himself, among which was the transforming of the whole world, and therefore of the whole ancient pagan state, into the Church. Thus (that is, for future purposes), it is not the Church that should seek a definite place for itself in the state, like ‘any social organization’ or ‘organization of men for religious purposes’ (as the author I was objecting to refers to the Church), but, on the contrary, every earthly state must eventually be wholly transformed into the Church and become nothing else but the Church, rejecting whichever of its aims are incompatible with those of the Church. And all of this will in no way demean it, will take away neither its honor nor its glory as a great state, nor the glory of its rulers, but will only turn it from a false, still pagan and erroneous path, onto the right and true path that alone leads to eternal goals.”

“You must know that there is nothing higher and stronger and more wholesome and good for life in the future than some good memory, especially a memory of childhood, of home.”

“¿Olvidaste que el hombre prefiere la paz e incluso la muerte a la libertad para discernir el bien y el mal? No hay nada más seductor para el hombre que el libre albedrío, pero también nada más doloroso. En vez de principios sólidos que tranquilizaran para siempre la conciencia humana, ofreciste nociones vagas, extrañas, enigmáticas, algo que superaba las posibilidades de los hombres. Procediste, pues, como si no quisieras a los seres humanos, tú que viniste a dar la vida por ellos. Aumentaste la libertad humana en vez de confiscarla, y así impusiste para siempre a los espíritus el terror de esta libertad. Deseabas que se te amara libremente, que los hombres te siguieran por su propia voluntad, fascinados. En vez de someterse a las duras leyes de la antigüedad, el hombre tendría desde entonces que discernir libremente entre el bien y el mal, no teniendo más guía que la de tu imagen, y no previste que al fin rechazaría, e incluso pondría en duda, tu imagen y tu verdad, abrumado por la tremenda carga de la libertad de escoger.”