It takes something more than intelligence to act intelligently.

One circumstance tormented me then: Namely, that no one else was like me, and I was like no one else. I am only one, and they are all.

The more conscious I was of goodness and of all that was 'sublime and beautiful,'the more deeply I sank into my mire and the more ready I was to sink in it altogether.

Is there in the whole world a being who would have the right to forgive and could forgive?

..., twice two is four is not life, gentlemen, but the beginning of death.

Ah, Misha, he has a stormy spirit. His mind is in bondage. He is haunted by a great, unsolved doubt. He is one of those who don't want millions, but an answer to their questions.

Woe to the man who offends a small child!