Perhaps a normal man is supposed to be stupid-how do we know? Perhaps it's even very beautiful.

Nothing has ever been more insupportable for a man and a human society than freedom. –The Grand Inquisitor

After all, bluff and real emotion exist so easily side by side.

In sinning, each man sins against all, and each man is at least partly guilt for another's sin. There is no isolated sin.

A cultivated and decent man cannot be vain without setting a fearfully high standard for himself, and without despising and almost hating himself at certain moments.

We're always thinking of eternity as an idea that cannot be understood, something immense. But why must it be? What if, instead of all this, you suddenly find just a little room there, something like a village bath-house, grimy, and spiders in every corner, and that's all eternity is. Sometimes, you know, I can't help feeling that that's what it is.

Only the heart knows how to find what is precious.