More Quotes by Fyodor Dostoevsky
A man who lies to himself, and believes his own lies, becomes unable to recognize truth, either in himself or in anyone else, and he ends up losing respect for himself and for others.
It’s the great mystery of human life that old grief passes gradually into quiet tender joy.
If he has a conscience he will suffer for his mistake. That will be his punishment-as well as the prison.
Oh I’ve plenty of time, my time is entirely my own.
I will not and cannot believe that evil is the normal condition of mankind.
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.
It seems, in fact, as though the second half of a man’s life is made up of nothing, but the habits he has accumulated during the first half.
The awful thing is that beauty is mysterious as well as terrible. God and the devil are fighting there and the battlefield is the heart of man.
To love is to suffer and there can be no love otherwise.
Learning to love is hard and we pay dearly for it. It takes hard work and a long apprenticeship, for it is not just for a moment that we must learn to love, but forever.
