Fydor Dostoyesvsky

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Fydor Dostoyesvsky



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Fehér éjszakák - A szelíd t...

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“A new feeling of hopeless sadness weighed on his heart; he realised suddenly that at that moment and a long time past he had been saying not what he wanted to say and had been doing the wrong thing, and that the cards he was holding in his hands and was so pleased to see were no help, no help now.”
Fydor Dostoyesvsky, The Idiot

“It was said, though the story was not well authenticated, Gavril Ardalionovitch was particularly unlucky on this occasion, too; that seizing the opportunity while Vavara Ardalionovna was running to Lizaveta Prokofeyevna, and he was left alone with Aglaia, he had thought fit to begin talking of his passion; that, listening to him Aglaia had in spite of her tears and dejection, suddenly burst out laughing and had all at once put a strange question to him; would he, to prove his love, burn his finger in the candle? Gavril Ardalionovitch was, so the story went, petrified by the question; he was so completely taken aback and his face betrayed such extreme amazement, that Aglaia had laughed at him as though she were in hysterics. and to get away from him ran upstairs to Nina Alexandrovna where she was found by her parents.

This story was repeated to Myshkin next day by Ippolit whom being too ill to get up, sent for the prince on purpose to tell it to him. How Ippolit got hold of the story we don't know, but when Myshkin heard about the candle and the finger, he laughed so much that Ippolit was surprised. Then he suddenly began to tremble and burst into tears...”
Fydor Dostoyesvsky, The Idiot

“He had been trying during those days not to think about it, had dismissed oppressive ideas; but what lay hidden in that soul? The thought had worried him for a long time, though he had faith in that soul. And now all this must be settled and revealed that day. An awful thought! And again - 'that woman!' Why did it always seem to him that that woman was bound to appear at the last moment, and tear asunder his fate like a rotten thread?

That it had always seemed so he was ready to swear now, though he was almost delirious. If he had tried to forget 'her' of late, it was simply because he was afraid of her. Did he love that woman or hate her? He had not put that question to himself once that day. His heart was clear on one point: he knew whom he loved...”
Fydor Dostoyesvsky, The Idiot



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