Fyodor Dostoevsky
Fyodor Dostoevsky
Fyodor Mikhailovich Dostoyevsky; 11 November 1821 – 9 February 1881), sometimes transliterated Dostoevsky, was a Russian novelist, short story writer, essayist, journalist and philosopher. Dostoyevsky's literary works explore human psychology in the troubled political, social, and spiritual atmosphere of 19th-century Russia, and engage with a variety of philosophical and religious themes...
ProfessionNovelist
Date of Birth11 November 1821
CityMoscow, Russia
nature animal golden
Every blade of grass, every insect, ant, and golden bee, all so amazingly know their path, though they have not intelligence, they bear witness to the mystery of God and continually accomplish it themselves.
men secret goes-on
For the secret of man's being is not only to live but to have something to live for. Without a stable conception of the object of life, man would not consent to go on living, and would rather destroy himself than remain on earth, though he had bread in abundance.
faith jesus children
It is not as a child that I believe and confess Jesus Christ. My hosanna is born of a furnace of doubt.
art firsts existence
At first, art imitates life. Then life will imitate art.Then life will find its very existence from the arts.
real gentleman sickness
I swear to you gentlemen, that to be overly conscious is a sickness, a real, thorough sickness.
men soul solitude
Remember, too, every day, and whenever you can, repeat to yourself, Lord, have mercy on all who appear before Thee today. For every hour and every moment thousands of men leave life on this earth, and their souls appear before God. And how many of them depart in solitude, unknown, sad, dejected that no one mourns for them or even knows whether they have lived or not!
believe men praying
One man doesn't believe in god at all, while the other believes in him so thoroughly that he prays as he murders men!
heart brain suffering
I am a fool with a heart but no brains, and you are a fool with brains but no heart; and we’re both unhappy, and we both suffer.
memories grief moving
But it is possible, it is possible: the old grief, by a great mystery of human life, gradually passes into quiet, tender joy; instead of young, ebullient blood comes a mild, serene old age: I bless the sun's rising each day and my heart sings to it as before, but now I love its setting even more, its long slanting rays, and with them quiet, mild, tender memories, dear images from the whole of a long and blessed life--and over all is God's truth, moving, reconciling, all-forgiving!
simple people wicked
In most cases, people, even wicked people, are far more naive and simple-hearted than one generally assumes. And so are we.
life love-is people
Love is such a priceless treasure that you can buy the whole world with it, and redeem not only your own but other people's sins. Go, and do not be afraid.
firsts blame oneself
One must first learn to live oneself before one blames others.
animal vegetarianism joy
Love the animals. God has given them the rudiments of thought and joy untroubled. Don't trouble it, don't harass them, don't deprive them of their happiness, don't work against God's intent.
people ridiculous miserable
Besides, nowadays, almost all capable people are terribly afraid of being ridiculous, and are miserable because of it.