Fyodor Dostoevsky
Fyodor Dostoevsky
Fyodor Mikhailovich Dostoyevsky; 11 November 1821 – 9 February 1881), sometimes transliterated Dostoevsky, was a Russian novelist, short story writer, essayist, journalist and philosopher. Dostoyevsky's literary works explore human psychology in the troubled political, social, and spiritual atmosphere of 19th-century Russia, and engage with a variety of philosophical and religious themes...
ProfessionNovelist
Date of Birth11 November 1821
CityMoscow, Russia
numbers wealth can-do
Wealth is the number of things one can do without.
hares
Catch several hares and you won't catch one.
laziness results ifs
Oh, if only I did nothing simply as a result of laziness.
spy slavery prison
Every member of the society spies on the rest, and it is his duty to inform against them. All are slaves and equal in their slavery... The great thing about it is equality... Slaves are bound to be equal.
mistake punishment suffering
If he has a conscience he will suffer for his mistake. That will be his punishment-as well as the prison.
hymns shame brothers-karamazov
And so in that very shame I suddenly begin a hymn.
mistake making-mistakes doe
Of course I shall go astray often...for who does not make mistakes? But I cannot go far wrong for I have seen the truth.
punishment given dare
Power is given only to him who dares to stoop and take it ... one must have the courage to dare.
libertarian slave
Make us your slaves, but feed us.
all-things without-god
Without God all things are permitted.
gentleman answers
Gentlemen, I am tormented by questions; answer them for me.
honesty integrity character
The degree of civilization in a society can be judged by entering its prisons.
hell hopelessness inscriptions
Totally without hope one cannot live. To live without hope is to cease to live. Hell is hopelessness. It is no accident that above the entrance to Dante's hell is the inscription: "Leave behind all hope, you who enter here."
love-life disappear console
One must love life before loving its meaning ... yes, and when the love of life disappears, no meaning can console us.