Nikhil

“I’m a dreamer; I have so little real life that I regard such moments as this one, now, to be so rare that I can’t help repeating these moments in my dreams.”
― Fyodor Dostoevsky, White Nights

“you tell it splendidly, but could you tell it somehow less splendidly? Otherwise, you talk as though you were reading from a book.”
― Fyodor Dostoevsky, White Nights

“can’t help but be reminded of that weak and sickly girl, at whom you sometimes look with pity, sometimes with a compassionate love, and sometimes you simply do not notice her, but then suddenly, for a moment, she somehow, unexpectedly, becomes inexplicably, wonderfully beautiful, and you, startled and intoxicated, unwittingly ask yourself: What power caused those sad, thoughtful eyes to shine with such fire?”
― Fyodor Dostoevsky, White Nights

“I was walking and singing, because when I am happy I am sure to hum something to myself, like every other happy man who has neither friends nor good acquaintances and who in a joyful moment has nobody with whom he can share his joy.”
― Fyodor Dostoevsky, White Nights