What is hell?...The suffering that comes from the consciousness that one is no longer able to love.
Fyodor DostoevskyFaith does not, in the realist, spring from the miracle but the miracle from the faith.
Fyodor Dostoevskythey may all be drunk at my place, but they're all honest, and though we do lie-because I lie, too-in the end we'll lie our way to the truth
Fyodor Dostoevsky