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He was a man over fifty, bald and grizzled, of medium height, and stoutly built. His face, bloated from continual drinking, . . .with swollen eyelids out of which keen reddish eyes gleamed . . . . But there was something very strange in him; there was a light in his eyes as though of intense feeling--perhaps there were even thought and intelligence, but at the same time there was a gleam of something like madness.
— Jan 20, 2026 08:32AM
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. . . every goose is a swan with them, till the last moment, they hope for the best and will see nothing wrong, and although they have an inkling of the other side of the picture, yet they won’t face the truth till they are forced to; the very thought of it makes them shiver; they thrust the truth away with both hands, until the man they deck out in false colours puts a fool’s cap on them with his own hands.
— Feb 05, 2026 01:26PM
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You know your sister’s character, Rodya. She is a resolute, sensible, patient and generous girl, but she has a passionate heart, as I know very well. Of course, there is no great love either on his side, or on hers, but
Dounia is a clever girl and has the heart of an angel, and will make it her duty to make her husband happy who on his side will make her happiness his care. Of that we have no good reason to doubt,
— Jan 21, 2026 01:42PM
Dounia is a clever girl and has the heart of an angel, and will make it her duty to make her husband happy who on his side will make her happiness his care. Of that we have no good reason to doubt,
Mark André
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But why is it you do nothing now?”
“I am doing...” Raskolnikov began sullenly and reluctantly.
“What are you doing?”
“Work...”
“What sort of work?”
“I am thinking,” he answered seriously after a pause.
Nastasya was overcome with a fit of laughter. She was given to laughter
and when anything amused her, she laughed inaudibly, quivering and
shaking all over till she felt ill.
— Jan 21, 2026 09:46AM
“I am doing...” Raskolnikov began sullenly and reluctantly.
“What are you doing?”
“Work...”
“What sort of work?”
“I am thinking,” he answered seriously after a pause.
Nastasya was overcome with a fit of laughter. She was given to laughter
and when anything amused her, she laughed inaudibly, quivering and
shaking all over till she felt ill.
Mark André
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Man grows used to everything, the scoundrel!”
He sank into thought.
“And what if I am wrong,” he cried suddenly after a moment’s thought.
“What if man is not really a scoundrel, man in general, I mean, the
whole race of mankind--then all the rest is prejudice, simply artificial
terrors and there are no barriers and it’s all as it should be.
— Jan 21, 2026 09:38AM
He sank into thought.
“And what if I am wrong,” he cried suddenly after a moment’s thought.
“What if man is not really a scoundrel, man in general, I mean, the
whole race of mankind--then all the rest is prejudice, simply artificial
terrors and there are no barriers and it’s all as it should be.
Mark André
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Marmeladov broke off, tried to smile, but suddenly his chin began to twitch. He controlled himself however. The tavern, the degraded
appearance of the man, the five nights in the hay barge, and the pot of
spirits, and yet this poignant love for his wife and children bewildered
his listener. Raskolnikov listened intently but with a sick sensation. He felt vexed that he had come here.
— Jan 20, 2026 08:25PM
appearance of the man, the five nights in the hay barge, and the pot of
spirits, and yet this poignant love for his wife and children bewildered
his listener. Raskolnikov listened intently but with a sick sensation. He felt vexed that he had come here.
Mark André
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. . . he had involuntarily come to regard this “hideous” dream as an exploit to be attempted, although he still did not realise this himself. He was positively going now for a “rehearsal” of his project, and at every step his excitement grew more and more violent.
— Jan 15, 2026 12:16PM
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Thank you, Kushagri!Like no one else in the business does Dostoyevsky bring to light the terrors we all imagine to be true.
Thank you, Julio The Fox.One of my favorite books.
What a journey this book is. Enjoy the re-read, Mark!
Antun wrote: "What a journey this book is. Enjoy the re-read, Mark!"Thank you, Antun.
It does take a certain determination to revisit Dostoyevsky, especially this one.
I am planning on revisiting his Idiot soon (3rd/4th time). My last read of Crime was magical.
Antun wrote: "I am planning on revisiting his Idiot soon (3rd/4th time). My last read of Crime was magical."I had fun rereading ‘Devils’ last year. C.&P. in my mind is dangerous.
Thank you, Shikha! Very nice to meet you.One of the greatest novels. An emotionally challenging masterpiece. Dostoyevsky’s characters are hardly ever happy and almost never nice, but it is a compelling narrative. Compelling, adult drama. I like the old Constance Garnett English translation.
Thank you, Carla! Nice to hear from you.An outstanding read. As much as anyone could expect from a story told.
Thank you, Thomas. Nice to meet you.I’ve suffered more pain and heartbreak in reading Dostoyevsky than all the other books I’ve ever read combined. And after a while you know before you turn the next page that it will happened again and yet you turn the page anyway. Willing to suffer as the author intends just to know what happens next in the story.
Thank you, Tobias. Nice to meet you.Strong stuff. Compelling narrative. Nobody does it quite as well as Dostoyevsky.
Very nice to meet you, Karine, Jorge & Leonart.
C.&P. was my first experience of Dostoyevsky. And if I remember correctly this coming interaction between the hero and this man he meets in the ‘pothouse’ begins one of my favorite examples of this author’s extraordinary genius. Not five pages into the novel and we are suddenly blown way off course with this terribly sad diversionary tale. No other author I’ve ever read so deliberately attempts and succeeds in so mercilessly throwing rocks at your soul.