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I forgot just how much I loved Dostoevsky's style...
Sep 23, 2025 03:48PM
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(Lotty Dog) Sydney
(Lotty Dog) Sydney is on page 272 of 443
"Apart from the fact that in the warmth, in the brilliant sunshine, when, in all your soul, in all your being, you feel nature with infinite force springing into life again around you, prison doors, guards, and bondage are are harder to bear than ever"
"They eat and drink what they find, what God sends them, and at night they fall asleep peacefully under God's eye in the forest, or the fields, troubling little"
Nov 04, 2025 12:01PM
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(Lotty Dog) Sydney
(Lotty Dog) Sydney is on page 226 of 443
THIS WAS SOME OF THE WORST READING YET- I hope we don't come across this again later because my goodness... horrible.

"Someone will say perhaps that the convict is a wicked man and does not deserve kindness; but surely there is no need to double the sufferings of one who is already stricken by the hand of God!"

"Humanity, kindness, brotherly sympathy are sometimes of more use to the patients than any medicine."
Oct 30, 2025 03:17PM
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(Lotty Dog) Sydney
(Lotty Dog) Sydney is on page 167 of 443
"If the Lord God is there and there's money, I shall be alright everywhere"

"One saw signs of something like friendship. I may mention in parenthesis that there was scarcely a trace of friendly feeling among the convicts- I don't mean general friendliness, that was quite out of the question, I mean the personal affection of one convict for another"
Oct 28, 2025 01:17PM
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(Lotty Dog) Sydney
(Lotty Dog) Sydney is on page 117 of 443
"I remember it was positively pleasant to me to think, as though priding myself on my suffering, that there was only one creature in the world who loved me, who was devoted to me, who was my friend, my one friend- my faithful dog Sharik"
"All one could see in her was an infinite kindliness, and irresistible desire to please one, to comfort one, to do something nice for one. All that could be read in her gentle eyes"
Oct 24, 2025 11:41AM
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(Lotty Dog) Sydney
(Lotty Dog) Sydney is on page 70 of 443
WILD: between brotherly love and suicide attempts I have no idea how to feel.

"But in spite of the unmistakable courage with which he endured his punishment, there was also a deep melancholy in his heart, which he tried to conceal from all. [He wept, and I heard him cry]: Lord, do not forsake me! Lord, give me strength!"

"The mere ache of his own heart will kill him by its torments sooner than any punishment"
Oct 21, 2025 12:22PM
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(Lotty Dog) Sydney
(Lotty Dog) Sydney is on page 40 of 443
"Nothing harder than to win people's confidence and to gain their love"

"One would sometimes, through a chink in the fence, take a peep into God's world to try and see something"

"I doubt whether one of the convicts ever inwardly admitted his lawlessness"

"Besides the loss of freedom, besides the force labor, there is another torture in prison life, almost more terrible than any other: compulsory life is common"
Oct 17, 2025 11:28AM
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(Lotty Dog) Sydney
(Lotty Dog) Sydney is on page 7 of 443
Finished Poor Folk (whoa) and now going backwards to House of the Dead.
Oct 02, 2025 06:01PM
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(Lotty Dog) Sydney is on page 402 of 443
Sep 30, 2025 12:18PM
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(Lotty Dog) Sydney
(Lotty Dog) Sydney is on page 380 of 443
Sep 28, 2025 02:11PM
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(Lotty Dog) Sydney "I shall pray for you always, and if my prayer rises to God and heaven accepts it you will be happy."
"Thank God, though, that it is all over and done with, and that our troubles, too, will be soon at an end. We must give thanks to Heaven!"
"I don't know, perhaps I thought than when I learned all he knew I should be more worthy of his friendship."
"I concealed nothing and told him everything- everything- my affection for him, my desire to love him, to live with him, to comfort him, to console him. [. . .} He took my hands, kissed them and pressed them to his heart; talked to me, comforted me; he was much touched. I do not remember what he said to me, only I kept on crying and laughing and crying again, blushing, and so joyful that I could not utter a word."
"I could not cry, but my heart was torn to pieces."


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