More Quotes by Fyodor Dostoevsky
It’s the great mystery of human life that old grief passes gradually into quiet tender joy.
The soul is healed by being with children.
To love is to suffer and there can be no love otherwise.
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.
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 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.
Love in action is a harsh and dreadful thing compared to love in dreams.
I think the devil doesn’t exist, but man has created him, he has created him in his own image and likeness.
If he’s alive he has everything in his power! Whose fault is it he doesn’t understand that.
Truly great men must, I think, experience great sorrow on the earth.
