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"Ivan stood up from his chair, 'I say to you again, that if I've not killed you, it is solely because you're necessary to me for tomorrow, remember that. Do not forget it.'
'Alright, then. Kill me, sir. Kill me, now.' Smerdyakov said, strangely, all of the sudden, looking at Ivan. 'You wouldn't even dare to do that.' He added with a smile. 'You wouldn't dare to do anything. Bold man that you once were, sir.'"

"... 'You're like Fyodor Pavlovich, more than any of them. More than any of his other children, you have turned out like him, with the same soul as his honor had, sir.'
'You're not stupid.' Said Ivan, as if struck, the blood leapt to his face. 'I used to think you were stupid, you're a serious fellow now.' He observed, somehow looking at Smerdyakov in a new way.
'It was your pride that made you think that.'"

"You're very clever, sir, you like money, I know that, you like esteem also, because you're very proud, you like the charms of the fair sex, and most of all, you like living in peaceful prosperity, not having to bow to anyone, that more than anything, sir. You will not want to spoil your life forever by accepting such shame at the trial..."

"Mrs Clay was very pleasant, and very smiling, but her courtesies and smiles were more a matter of course.
They were evidentially in excellent spirits, and she was soon to listen to the causes. They had no inclination to listen to her. They had only a few faint enquires to make, before the talk must be all their own. Uppercross excited no interest, Kellynch very little: it was all Bath."

"Sir Walter had taken a very good house in Camden Place, a lofty dignified situation, such as becomes a man of consequence; and both he and both he and Elizabeth were settled there, much to their satisfaction.
Anne entered it with a sinking heart, anticipating an imprisonment of many months, and anxiously saying to herself, 'Oh! when shall I leave you again?'"

"Lady R was in a state of very agreeable curiosity and perplexity about Mr Elliot, already recanting her previous statement, as she had a great wish to see him. If he really sought to reconcile himself like a dutiful branch, he must be forgiven for having dismembered himself from the paternal tree.
Anne was not animated to an equal pitch by the circumstances, but she felt she would rather see him again than not."

"Anne did not share these feelings. She persisted in a very determined, though very silent disinclination for Bath; caught the first dim view of the extensive buildings, smoking in rain, without any wish of seeing them better; for who would be glad to see her when she arrived? And looked back, with fond regret, to the bustles of Uppercross and the seclusion of Kellynch."

"Whatever you may say, all your life, you've considered me a marsh fly and not a man.
Well, who will believe you? And what single piece of proof have you got?"

"You will be too ashamed, if you confess it all on yourself, even worse it will be completely useless, because, you see, I will just say straight out that I never ever said anything of the kind to you, and that you are either of some kind of illness, which I dare say you are, or that you are so sorry for that fine brother of yours, that you're sacrificing yourself and have thought all this up to incriminate me."

"'We shall go to court together,' Ivan repeated. 'And if you refuse, then no matter, I shall confess alone.'
Smerdyakov was silent for a moment, as though he were pondering. 'That will not be, sir, not in any account. And neither will you go.' He resolved at last, in a categorical manner that allowed of no appeal.
'You do not understand me.' Ivan exclaimed in a voice of rebuke."

"Everybody has their taste in noises as well as in other matters; and sounds are quite innoxious, or most distressing, by their sort rather than their quantity. Amidst the dash of carriages, the heavy rumble of carts, the bawling of newspapermen and milkmen, and the ceaseless clink of pattens, she made no complain. No, these were the noises which belonged to winter pleasures; her spirits rose under their influence."

"Anne, judging from her own temperament, would have deemed such a domestic hurricane a bad restorative of the nerves, which Louisa's illness must have so greatly shaken. But Mrs Musgrove concluded a short recapitulation of what she had suffered herself by observing, with a happy glance round the room, that after all she had gone through, nothing was so likely to do her good as a little quiet cheerfulness at home."

"They were both occasionally thinking of him. Lady Russell could not hear the doorbell without feeling that it might be his herald; nor could Anne return from any stroll of solitary indulgence in her father's grounds, or any visit of charity in the village, without wondering whether she might see him or hear of him. Cpt Benwick came not, however. He was either less disposed than Charles imagined, or he was too shy;"

"The narrator paused, Ivan had listened to him all the while in deathly silence, never moving a muscle, never releasing him from his gaze. Smerdyakov, on the other hand, had merely glanced at him from time to time, for the most part averting his eyes as he delivered his narrative. Upon its conclusion, he seemed himself to be in a state of agitation and was breathing heavily. Sweat had appeared on his face."

"... He didn't even utter a squeak, only suddenly he sank down; and a second time, I got him, and then a third, and at the third go, I could feel I had broken his skull. He suddenly rolled over in his back, with his face up, all covered in blood. I had a look, there was no blood on me, he hadn't splashed. I wiped the paperweight, put it back on the table, took the money, and flung the envelope on the floor."

"Suddenly, he believed me, and he fair shook - terrible, he was in love with her, and he stuck himself right out the window. Then I snatched up that very same cast iron paperweight that sat on his honor's table, about three pounds I should think it weighed. Swung it up, and then hit him right on the temple with one corner of it..."

"As Louisa improved, Wentworth had improved, and he was now quite a different creature from what he had been the first week. He had not seen Louisa; and was so extremely fearful of any ill consequence to her from an interview, that he did not press for it at all; and, on the contrary, seemed to have a plan of going away for a week, or ten days, till her head was stronger."

"'So do I, Anne,' said Charles. 'I am sure Lady Russell would like him. He is just Lady Russell's sort. Give him a book, and he will read all day long.'
'Yes, that he will!' Exclaimed Mary, tauntingly. 'He will sit pouring over his book, and not know when a person speaks to him or when one drops one's scissors, or anything that happens. Do you think Lady Russell would like that?'
The lady could not help laughing."

"'He walked with me, sometimes from one end of the sands to the other, without saying a word. He is not at all a well-bred young man. I am sure you will not like him.'
'There we differ, Mary,' said Anne. 'I think Lady Russell would like him. I think she would be so much pleased with his mind, that she would very soon see no deficiency in his manner.'"

"'Any acquaintance of Anne's will always be welcome to me,'
'Oh! as to being Anne's acquaintance,' said Mary, 'I think he is rather my acquaintance, for I have been seeing him every day this last fortnight.'
'Well, as your joint acquaintance, then, I shall be very happy to see Cpt Benwick.'
'You will not find anything agreeable in him, I assure you. He is one of the dullest young men that ever lived...'"

"'So I have it? I have that craving, did I?!' Ivan ground out again.
'Beyond a doubt, you had it. And by agreeing as you did that day, in silence, you determined me upon that deed, sir.' Smerdyakov said, giving Ivan a resolute stare. He was very weak, and spoke quietly and wearily but something inward and concealed was afire in him, and he plainly had some ultimate resolve, Ivan sensed this. 'Continue.'"

"And afterwards, you would not be able to chase me up at all, because then I would tell ill to the authorities, that's to say, not that I'd done the robbery or murder, but that you, yourself, had put me up to rubbing and murdering, only I had not agreed.
And I would reveal the craving you had for the death of your parent. They would've believed it, and you would be covered in shame for all the rest of your life."

"'I was waiting for Dmitri to come to the house, because I already had no doubt that his honor would arrive that very night, for I deprivated him my presence, and having no information, he would sure and certain come and climb over the fence and get into the house, as he were able. And do it no matter what.'
'And, if he had not come?'
'Then nothing would have happened, sir. Without him, I never would have dared.'"

"'You went away, and that day I fell down to the cellar,'
'With the falling sickness, or only feigning it?'
'Feigning it, of course. I feigned it all. I walked down the staircase, calm as you please, right to the bottom, calmly laid down, and started howling. I thrashed about until they carried me upstairs.'
'Just a moment, were you feigning all the time, even afterwards, in the hospital?'
'Oh no, that was real.'"

"'You want to know how it was done, sir?' Smerdyakov sighed. 'It was done in the most natural matter, sir. From your very own instructions.'
'Of my instructions, we shall speak later.' Ivan cut in again, but this time not shouting as before, but articulating his words firmly, and almost as if he were in complete control of himself. 'Just tell me, in detail, how you did it. The whole of it, in sequence. Details.'"

"'Of myself, we shall speak later. Sit down and tell me, how did you do it? Tell everything.'
'You should at least take your coat off, sir, or you will stew.'
Ivan, as though it had just occurred to him now, tore off his coat and threw it without rising from his chair. 'Tell me, then. Please. Tell me.' He had almost calmed down, he was quite sure that Smerdyakov would tell him everything now."

"'Dmitri is innocent, sir.'
'Very well, very well. About myself, we shall speak later -- why am I, trembling all the time? I cannot, get the words out.'
'You are ever the bold one, sir. "All things are lawful," you used to say, and now, look how afeared you are.' Smerdyakov mouthed in wonder."

"Ivan sank onto his chair. He was white as a sheet. 'You gave me a fright.' He said, somehow strangely grinning.
'Did you really, really not know until now?' Smerdyakov asked again.
'No, I did not. I thought it was Dmitri. Brother, brother,' He suddenly gripped his head in his hands. 'Listen, did you kill him on your own, with my brother, or without him?'
'I did it with you alone. You and I together murdered him.'"

"'The third party is God, sir. Providence itself, sir, is here beside us now, sir. Only it's no good you looking for it, you will not find it.'
'You're lying, you did not murder him!' Ivan howled in a rabid frenzy. 'You're either a madman, or you're teasing me as you did last time.'
Smerdyakov, as he had done all along, kept watching him inquisitively without any fear at all."

i knew it and ivan is lk stupid iswis

"Do you know something, I fear that you're a dream. A ghost that sits before me.'
'There are no ghosts here, sir. Apart from the two of us, sir. And a certain third party, as well. Without a doubt he's here. He is present, between the two of us.'
'Who is he? Who's present, who is the third party?' Ivan said in fear, looking around him and hastily seeking someone with his eyes in all the corners."

i bet it's god ...