they 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 DostoevskyThat's always the way with fanatics; they cross themselves at the tavern and throw stones at the temple.
Fyodor DostoevskyThere are three forces, the only three forces capable of conquering and enslaving forever the conscience of these weak rebels in the interests of their own happiness. They are: the miracle, the mystery and authority.
Fyodor Dostoevsky