Inspirational Quotes by Fyodor Dostoevsky

“From the house of my childhood I have brought nothing but precious memories, for there are no memories more precious than those of early childhood in one's first home. And that is almost always so if there was any love and harmony in the family at all. Indeed, precious memories may remain even of a bad home, if only the heart knows how to find what is precious.”

“Imagine: inside, in the nerves, in the head―that is, these nerves are there in the brain... (damn them!) there are sort of little tails, the little tails of those nerves, and as soon as they begin quivering... that is, you see, I took at something with my eyes and begin quivering, those little tails... and when they quiver, then an image appears... it doesn't appear at once, but an instant, a second, passes... and then something like a moment appears; that is, not a moment―devil take the moment!―but an image; that is, an object, or an action, damn it! That's why I see and then think, because of those tails, not because I've got a soul, and that I am some sort of image and likeness. All that is nonsense! Rakitin explained it all to me yesterday, brother, and it simply bowled me over. It's magnificent, Alyosha, this science! A new man's arising―that I understand... And yet I am sorry to lose God!”

“Until one has indeed become the brother of all, there will be no brotherhood.”

“Life is full of the comic and is only majestic in its inner sense,”

“Why didst Thou reject that last gift? Had Thou accepted that last offer of the mighty spirit, Thou wouldst have accomplished all that man seeks on earth-- that is, someone to worship, someone to keep his conscience, and some means of uniting all in one unanimous and harmonious ant heap, because the craving for universal unity is the third and last anguish of men. Mankind as a whole has always striven to organize a universal state.”

“Otelo cree enloquecer cuando ve fracasado su ideal. Pero no acecha escondido, no escucha tras las puertas. es un hombre confiado. Ha sido necesario que le abran los ojos, que le hablen de la traición con insistencia para que él crea en ella. El verdadero celoso no es así. Es increíble la degradación en que se puede hundir un celoso sin que se lo reproche su conciencia.”

“order to find them at the bottom of the box, Rodolphe disturbed all the others, and mechanically began rummaging amidst this mass of papers and things, finding pell-mell bouquets, garters, a black mask, pins, and hair—hair! dark and fair, some even, catching in the hinges of the box, broke when it was opened. Thus dallying with his souvenirs, he examined the writing and the style of the letters, as varied as their orthography. They were tender or jovial, facetious, melancholy; there were some that asked for love, others that asked for money. A word recalled faces to him, certain gestures, the sound of a voice; sometimes, however, he remembered nothing at all.”

“You used to be brave once, sir, you used to say ‘Everything is permitted,’ sir, and now you’ve got so frightened!” Smerdyakov murmured, marveling.”

“The most mediocre libertine has dreamed of sultanas; every notary bears within him the debris of a poet.”

“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.”

“They have science, but science contains nothing that does not come through the senses. The spiritual world, the nobler side of man’s being, has been rejected altogether, banned as it were triumphantly, perhaps even with hatred.”

“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. Avoid being scornful, both to others and to yourself.”

“sometime.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. People talk to you a great deal about your education, but some good, sacred memory, preserved from childhood, is perhaps the best education. If a man carries many such memories with him into life, he is safe to the end of his days, and if one has only one good memory left in one’s heart, even that may sometime be the means of saving us.”

“Mientras cada ser humano no se sienta verdaderamente hermano de su prójimo, no habrá fraternidad. Guiándose por la ciencia y el interés, los hombres no sabrán nunca repartir entre ellos la propiedad y los derechos; nadie se sentirá satisfecho y todos murmurarán, se envidiarán, se exterminarán… Usted”

“[The Devil] And after all, who knows whether proof of the devil is also proof of God? I want to join an idealist society and form an opposition within it: 'I'm a realist,' I'll say, 'not a materialist,' heh, heh!”

“I cried suddenly from the bottom of my heart, “look at the divine gifts around us: the clear sky, the fresh air, the tender grass, the birds, nature is beautiful and sinless, and we, we alone, are godless and foolish, and do not understand that life is paradise, for we need only wish to understand, and it will come at once in all its beauty, and we shall embrace each other and weep …” wanted to go on but I could not, so much sweetness, so much youngness even took my breath away, and in my heart there was such happiness as I had never felt before in all my life.”

“Our little son is surely with the Lord God now, singing with the angels.”

“[The Devil] My dream is to become incarnate, but so that it's final, irrevocable, in some fat, two-hundred-and-fifty-pound merchant's wife, and to believe everything she believes. My ideal is to go into a church and light a candle with a pure heart--by God, it's true. That would put and end to my sufferings.”

“Te iba a hablar de los dolores de la humanidad en general, pero será preferible que me refiera exclusivamente al dolor de los niños. Mi argumentación quedará reducida a una décima parte, pero vale más así. Desde luego, salgo perdiendo. En primer lugar, porque a los niños se les puede querer aunque vayan sucios y feos (dejando aparte que a mí ningún niño me parece feo). En segundo lugar, porque si no hablo de los adultos, no es únicamente porque repelen y no merecen que se les ame, sino porque tienen una compensación: han probado el fruto prohibido, han conocido el bien y el mal y se han convertido en seres 'semejantes a Dios'.”

“What of the rest? Is it the fault of the rest of feeble mankind that they could not endure what the mighty endured? Is it the fault of the weak soul that it is unable to contain such terrible gifts? Can it be that you indeed came only to the chosen ones and for the chosen ones?”